Eternal Yard Dash Lyrics - We Ready, I Declare War - Pastor Troy

Come on 'cause, we almost there 

We almost there 'cause 

Goddamn, where the finish line? 

Fuck this shit, I need some chees 

And I need the cookie and the nestle 

If I have to kill then God bless me 

All these pussy motherfuckers, they shouldn't have test me 

Left me looking like the villian , I was thinking of ending 

Nobody knew what I was going through 

All these motherfuckers saying what they gonna do 

But then again all these motherfuckers ain't true 

So who am I gonna trust, am I going on and bust 

Myself nigga, damn this shit 

Fuck riding round' nigga, fuck being rich 

I can't take it, the shit to thick 

And it ain't my fault 

So I ought to give the motherfucker telling lies to me 

Hey the say, what it's gonna be, but empty pockets all I goddamn see 

D-e-f, no ones left, then again, shit no ones right 

I'm a kill my damn self the night 

I get fear, it ain't my fault he couldn't fight 

It ain't like, when I motherfucking die, this whole world gonna fall apart 

But it's a race, and I got a bad heart 

Breath in the mouth, and I got a head start 

I'm running for nothing, I'm running for nothing (x8) 

So I'm gonna kill myself 

A motherfucker tellin' me what he gonna do 

When I knew the motherfucker wouldn't do shit 

A nigga tease you, then a nigga leave you 

Cause he heard that the shit done got thick, punk bitch 

I'm still in the mood for cocaine 

The only thing I see when a nigga look 

Come and get the baking soda, then open up the powder 

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? if it really don't matter 

What the fuck you been through 

If a motherfucker see you doin' better, my nigga I'm here to tell ya' 

Motherfuckers gonna hate you 

Not a clue, if I really wanna new motherfucking 22. 

? ? far away 

I never would have had a chance and would have killed myself on yesterday 

Hook 

This heaven, where the streets of gold, and why the hell is the a/c off 

Where the fuck, all the loved ones that I lost 

Fuck this shit, take me to the boss 

Do you understand the cost, ever paid 

In order for me to be here tonight 

Nigga what's up, something ain't right 

Tell the lord to turn on the damn light 

Feeling like an angel when I take flight 

Shit, as I try I'm on the damn mic 

All my ? ? is out of damn sight 

Look, why the fuck I was packed so tight 

Nigga I ain't mike I'm michael 

Think I'm in the wrong spot 

Not only do I have on black, it's too hot 

But why my k motherfucker ain't shot 

I got those halos, hello, motherfucker shit nigga, I'm talking to you 

Slap the clip in the tech 22. 

Let the shit fly ? ? ? 

Now I got a clue, where the fuck I'm at 

Shawty want the tech and a nigga want the bud 

Nigga just bleedin', motherfucker out of blood 

Looking at me smilin', asking me what 

I got cuts, but cuts got down 

? ? shit I can't tell 

Went from dwellin' in hell on earth, now I'm living inhaling hell