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Mighty Mighty Bosstones - Betrayal lyrics
Yeah, traitors, man
 Yo, this goes out to everybody, man
 Everybody that's been betrayed, youknowimean
 Maybe once in or twice in your life
 Snakes in the garden, feel me, yo
 They say the, strong shall remain, over the wicked and vain
 Keep your eyes on your back, and your face on your stacks
 Some living for the lie, while others die for the game
 You catch these slugs, engraved with your name
 It was the night for December
 Remember leaking from my hand to my wrist
 Choochoo slug hit, split through the flesh in my fist
 Breathing heavy, unnecessary, mandatory, I tell y'all the story
 These cats, I loved it, tried to take my glory
 Episode one; gun in my face, filled with disgrace
 Half a million in the metal face with quarters and apes
 Internal bleeding was the reason for treason
 It was chasing, left my heart aching
 Damn, it was my man Nason and Nathan
 Forsaken, wrote the code for realization
 For fascination, and fabrication, the work of Satan
 Blatant, contempt of mind, I was always knew
 The revelation of a Judas in every crew
 I called a flash in the back of my head
 When my ace note said; "Sunzini, some of these kids is feds"
 Jealous for the love of hate, snakes snitching for dollars
 Sniffin' white collar, made a brother wanna holla
 Betrayed by the ones I loved the most, hard to believe
 Deceived by the thieves that breed, dwell amongst the mental
 Stealing out my temple, I'mma leave these traitors crippled
 Leave these traitors crippled, crippled
 Now as the saga continues
 I move in freely in the trunk of the rental
 Music blasting through the street, cause it's all so simpleMighty Mighty Bosstones - Betrayal - http://motolyrics.com/mighty-mighty-bosstones/betrayal-lyrics.html
 Nickel plated in the crotch of my jeans, it's safety routine
 Stay prepared, for the secret's ravenes, know what I mean?
 I treasure my life, measured through the pain and the strife
 Hard to except bluff from the grain, jerk after we trife
 Revengence is mine, I'mma make these cats remember the times
 When we was, kids in the hood and we did it for crime
 I got my hand free on the baby nine, blunt on a handle
 Waiting on the trunk to pop, to blow out some candles
 I struggle for the cell in my sock, designed for moments like these
 Hit the God; 60 Sec., and let him know the steez
 Peace (yo, peace, what up, Six-O, yo, I'm hot son
 These niggaz got me, man) Who? Who? (Nason and Nathan, man, yo)
 Where you at? Where you at, son?
 (Shit I'm in the trunk, up in somebody's car, man
 I don't know where I'm at man, but I'm hit in the hand
 I'm leaking man, yo, get they family members a shot
 And let them know it's not a game) Word to mother, we on the way
 Hold on, son, hold on, we coming, hold on (get me out of here)
 The moral of the story, leave with these jewels to swallow
 Blessings I earn, lessons we learn, the tables got turned
 A miracle I made it, by the grace of King David
 As it was written, one was shot, the other was smitten
 Thanks to the coalition, I'm alive, well and kicking
 They tried to do me in, like the Indians on Thanksgiving
 Stop me not, my purpose is to stay on top
 I'm pledge allegience to the Sun, the committee that rocks
 Never catch me slipping again, I move with the sight of ten
 Me and them mighty men, stronger than gin, gin.
 Yo, it's real out here in the field, son
 You gotta survive, eat to live
 Hahaha... it's all about eating, it's all about living
 It's all about surviving, kid, it's real in the field
 Keep ya head up, keep ya gun up, it's real
 I tell you a story, about betrayal












