Интернационал feat. Da Sniper

Yeah, my people. This is the year two G and three. You know what I'm saying? This is DJ Dim, Sniper, Big Black motherfucking Boots. You know what I'm saying? Representing all y'all Fellas. Ha. No doubt, baby. What's the lowdown? Don't go around, this shit's About to go down. A whole different game like The rain about to pour down. It's our turn to shine, let them other players Hustle. Keeping things moving and I didn't move a Muscle. See the way you tripping and I didn't Even touch you. See the way you flipping, make It hard not to rush you. The scrubber, made lover, on top like the bed Cover. Insubordinate brother, out to put a mark Making all y'all remember. Hit y'all with the ill flow now until December. The walking, the talking, let's put it down in The parking. Things go wrong, the guns I'll be Popping. Going to the block on a fly day. To the place where them sisters and them guys Play. Take it from here and I'll take it From the back. Holler at a brother and for Sure holler back. I'm living this life like I Won't live it. Be wise, believe me. I get high, don't care what they say to Me. Be wise, believe me. I'm living this life like I won't live it. Be wise, believe me. I get high, don't care what they say to Me. Be wise, believe me. Hold it, hold it. Huh. Let me have the crown while about to Touch the sky. My aim's to reach my dreams Before I will die. Be rolling, be flowing, still knowing why. I'm living till this day while running out of Time. Behaving as I am, I'm praying like my Mom. And saying to my God, "I don't wanna Lie no more." Taking this song and thinking very Long. Saying to my God, "I don't wanna sin No more." look at who I am, a nigga At the moment at the mercy of God. Said what I said, done what I've done. I wanna see you nailed to this label near The dawn. Slave to my sins, every day I Do mourn. Wanna help myself but it's hard to Save the day. Wanna call for help but think I gotta pray. Who cares what you say, all I want is Fair play. You want me to talk more? Man, I ain't got the mood to talk all That shit, you know I'm saying? Maybe some other Time. This shit ain't fair, you know what I'm saying? Just dropping rhymes For all y'all motherfuckers. I hope you ain't getting mad at me and Shit, okay? Peace, kid. We out. Straight up the microphone and microphone. Microphone. I might hospital and get a better doctor tomorrow, Die.