The Possibility Lyrics

The Possibility lyrics

[Chorus] 2x



You could get it, you would get it



Oh watch ya back 'fore ya wig get splitted







[Kane]



I start this shit off like a kick off



I'm the quarterback



Lookin' for me, you can find me where the ballers at



Where them dealer's at, when I'm most appealin' at



My weapons I'm concealin' that



Bitch I know you feelin' that



Beef with me, I give a fuck about your rap sheet



The only thing that matter is if I catch you 'fore you catch me



Don't care how many heads you bust



How many years you was in the Pen'



I send bullets out my Mac-10, your brain wave gon' end



Don't know how much you like breathin'



But if you do then I'm creepin'



While you sleepin', have fun cuz this your last weekend



Don't wanna do you, it's me and you



What I'm 'posed to do instead of me you dead



Let your family mourn you



It's serious like that, malicious where I live at



Nobody got heart to forgive at



Peole mama gettin' kidnap'



Reality of the South is what I rap about



Shit made us famous, we all them hoes yap about







[Chorus] 4x







[Abel]



This a street enterprise, bitch close ya eyes



If anybody move, everybody dies



Put my life on the line if you singe-time my rhyme



Tryin' teach y'all hoes about the life of crime



Put ya money where the South is, bet on mine



Put change on ya brain if ya drop a dime



Niggas actin' like they hard when they walk in the street



Then they sing to the police, sweatin' like ?¿?



The aftermath of the gun blast turn your corpse to ash



And I'm thinkin' one day that could be my ass



Hot steel from the Chopper, sing like a opera



The rich doctor that'll pop ya



I'm not ya, partna or fuckin' boy, look in my eyes



Analyze the size of my plastic toy



Peep down the barrel, see how peaceful that shit look



Then it erupt like a volcano and you bustas get cooked



I let the four spliffs split, 'till the four clips click



I'm out of hollow tips, 'till your clique forfeit



Okay I'm reloaded bullets richochet off bricks



You niggas gettin' hit, wish you never said that shit







Niggas actin' like they want some



They don't really want none



Niggas yappin' like they want some



They don't really want none



Niggas rappin' like they got guns



They ain't never bust one



My clique bust one, so y'all niggas out done







[Kane & Abel talks my chorus plays]



Yeah, uhoh, Kane & Abel back up in this nigga



Whassup to all them thugs



World wide, North, East, West, dirty South



All my motherfuckin' niggas in ?¿?



Australia, Japan



All the motherfuckin' places out there with this gangsta shit



Whassup Atlanta, Mississippi, whassup Chicago



Kentucky, Omaha, Alabama, Indianapolis, Cincinatti, New Orleans



Kansas, Lafayette, Colorado, L.A., Delaware, Phoenix



N.Y.C., Salt Lake City, Detroit, whassup St. Louis, Connecticut



Whassup Dallas, whassup East Town, Milwaulke, fuck that



Alaska, whassup Florida, Virginia, West Virginia, whassup Arkansas



Carolinas, Utah, whassup Indiana, Jersey, Cleveland



Throw it up if you a soldier