E Luv: SGS III


Verse 1 - E Luv
I wanna get on the mic and fu--in' call out names
Dis some punk motherfu--in' punk as- niggaz out the rap game
For some, I realize petty bullshi- beef is lame
For them other niggaz though - you dead to me, so it's just the same
Tired of dedicatin' a whole fu--in' verse, shi- a whole fu--in' song to you
Tired of bein' pissed off, tired of bitc-in' about you to the Crew
Motherfu--az ain't worth all that angst
VoiceCrack got them beats bangin' - mentionin' you is such a fu--in' waste
Motherfu--az know where I be - in every song I'm reppin' Mighty BG
You seem to have forgot that - tryin' to say fu-- me, yeah we'll see
About them death threats - somebody must o' gassed your head
Mad cause I'm well fed, well fu-- you - you made your own bed
Now lie in that shi-, stop actin' like a fu--in' bitc-
Comin' around wit' cheeseburgers askin' to suck my dick
You well past the 90 day policy with this friendship
Non-returnable - this month six of that bullshi-, nigga you need to quit!


Verse 2 - E Luv
Sittin' alone with my girl, writin' these fu--in' lyrics
Gave me a lot of time to think about how I was just filler
Man y'all motherfu--az wasn't even right
Fools only hung wit' me cause they homies was booked that night
I look at all we been through - all that we done did
Come to think about it, man it really didn't even mean shi-
Who was there to stop them fools from beatin' your as- daily?
Who was there when them niggaz was stickin' dick to your lady?
Now all you want to talk about is how you're gonna kill me
I seem to remember you, the adult baby in tears in my crib on your knees
Pleadin' for some stupid bitc- that stole your virginity
Or askin' me if I had your back cause you were dead if you left the city
If what we had was true, then you shoulda never asked
Why'd I take up your fight, shoulda let them fools kill yo as-
Back then, I guess I took pity - but you didn't give a fu--
So now you’re tough? - Pussy punk motherfu--er - grow the fu-- up!


Refrain Extension - E Luv
Peace to GMNT - your album's up next home boy
Earl Solow - what up fool - thanks for gettin' down on my album man
DJ VoiceCrack, you my closest nigga - started all this rap shi- with you
Mac-X Crew in this motherfu--er
For everyone o' y'all,..it's luv


Verse 3 - E Luv
For everybody else, it ain't hate - but how long you expect me to wait?
I gotta get this shi- off my chest, empty the plate/clear the slate
I want to get on the mic give shout outs, but that ain't how it is
When it comes down to it, most everybody I've ever met really ain't shi-
If I look you in the eye, and ask if you will die, or at least let them bullets fly
But see a fool who'll drop the dime, run away from a fight, drop the ball time and time
Again - fu-- you, we castrate fake friends there ain't no makin' amends
When you cross the Mac-X, you knew it then - why you even tryin' to pretend
See we live in times when keepin' it real means being broke and pathetic
Fu-- that shi-, fu-- that noise, and fu-- your nonsense - yeah I said it what's next
Niggaz triflin' - capital ‘T’, and you're ‘riflin'’ for me
But I'm from BG always gon' be from BG - fu-- them motherfu--az 180
Bitc- you can't take me - your last resolve is to envy
Your experiences are petty, fu-- yo mom AND your dead homie
Ain't none of that bullshi- even comin' close to SGS III