Problema Brazilian Phonk - MC LOCKED

I will miss all the things I had I will miss makin' love to my girl I will miss all my kids, my loot and my friends I will miss the good times I've had Can't believe I'm locked down Where did things go wrong for me? Now I'm in the cell, sitting by myself Wondering what the hell has happened My freedom's been taken from me Now I'm with the liars, shysters and killas Rapist and robbers, even drugs dealers No, I don't want my life spent in here I got five minutes on the phone with my girl and I'm lonely And niggas already screamin', "Phone check, homie" How will I make it up in here? I wanna go home, I ain't down with this I can't start to tell you all the things I'll miss I will miss all the things I had I will miss makin' love to my girl I will miss all my kids, my loot and my friends I will miss the good times I've had Can't believe I'm locked down Damned I, I shouldn't have lost my head Wish someone had stopped me, why'd I lose my cool? Now I'm in the yard with all these other fools Now I gotta learn a whole new life 'Cause here is where I'll be, counting down my days Rottin' in my cell, till I'm let free How did my life end up here? In here it's not a game It's every man for self, you can't trust no one else I'm ready for whatever goes down But what type of life is this to live For an R and B singer now I will miss all the things I had I will miss makin' love to my girl I will miss all my kids, my loot and my friends I will miss the good times I've had Can't believe I'm locked down I will miss all the things I had I will miss makin' love to my girl I will miss all my kids, my loot and my friends I will miss the good times I've had Can't believe I'm locked down I can't believe I got sent up for this Doin' a 10 year bid for self defense My life is lost and it's no longer mine I'm here, I'm stuck now all I got is time Damn I will miss, all my friends I will miss, makin' love to my girl I will miss my kids, my friends I will miss my loot, ya heard I will miss the things I used to have I will miss makin' love to my girl I will miss my kids, my friends I will miss all the things I had I will miss makin' love to my girl I will miss all my kids, my loot and my friends I will miss the good times I've had I can't believe I'm locked down I will miss all the things I had I will miss makin' love to my girl I will miss all my kids, my loot and my friends I'll be missing the good times I've had Can't believe I'm locked down

Yuh-uh-yeah I'm out of reach, you would need a larger arm span Obvious out ya league, y'all don't wanna start a contest That kind of pressure cause a heart cramp You gon' need a squad and a body guard with a Narcan 'Til we find you in the CPR, can This be on the record that I'm getting harmed by the armed men You're famous, I know who you are, you got no star Power looking like you play guitar in a garage band Me, I'm a spectacle to see I might just be chillin' at the crib and get a check from overseas Bigger than a kid who went and got his medical degree That's a week's work Peas, urban edibles are free Choke 'em out, don't let 'em breath That's a question not to wrestle with It's like a skippin' then I get obsessed with death and kiss That bitch, goodbye, with that energy that Ekoh had Kill 'em, bury him outside of Vegas where it's desolate There ain't no repair kits, this where your career end You about to tear this track up? That's some batshit In the woods Air France Take a shot of this, pour a glass Started in that pornographic, had her bending over on the toilet there Posing for the 'gram like I'm Ahead of rappers, they so overpopulated They don't want a problem straight up Mainly by the when the people make an observation They checking me out, Holly thought they had When they see me livin' they forget it 'Cause I ain't putting up with shit for one more minute I be beating on these kids like an abusive babysitter, motherfucker It's Rittz, bitch I been Locked in Let 'em live or kill 'em I don't even hear 'em when they talk shit Takin' everybody in your top ten I do not fuck with your fame I do not play any game Nah I already got this Locked in All in Let 'em live or kill 'em Got the option I swear to god, y'all don't listen, you skim through Been givin' the best shit I can spit for y'all to listen to And for the first time in my life I ain't worried of the sight of these bills I ain't trippin' when the rents due Yeah, so now I'm takin' a stance I'm on some independent shit Never takin' advantage of the work and my life Of the fate and the chance And now the future of this rap lookin' safe in my hands Yeah All of these critics keep talking but ain't qualified And givin' opinion on some shit they really don't know how to do Like I'm the way you give up on every dream, personified It's not constructive criticism if you ain't constructive too Yeah, I'm rap's merc with a mouth And leavin' rappers dead, drowning in the pool in my house And try'na take over the game, I want the throne and the crown Like I was put up on the Earth to break them, wheel them out It's going down, y'all been talkin', but don't know me I'm not top ten, I'm Eleven with a nosebleed The galaxy been on the high but I'm enduring it The music is the baby protecting the Mandalorian When I started writing down all the feelings and I'm recording 'em And I went from never leaving home to "I'm back on tour again" And I might be walking into a trap but I'm never knowing If I'm killing it or taking potential to have 'em blowing it Yeah, taking hits but I know the second I develop To develop a better weapon I'm destined to fight forever The happiness isn't promised I feel like the buried treasure That never goin' to be And I don't need all of the accolades I'm not a man of faith I'm a man of work Just try'na fan the flame It's heart-hop gang, living for the rhymes The best in my lane, I ain't even in my prime yet, nah Y'all keep throwing the dirt but know Your best day, couldn't fuck with me on my worst I think it's absurd y'all are skating by on the scene I call 'em Tech Decks, just a mini version of me Observin' the scene Trying to receive the potential I beat all the levels I been through Hell and drowned with the Devil The team-up of Ekoh and Rittz, y'all ain't ready for havoc I'm Doctor Manhattan and sick of everyone on the planet And so I'm out I been Locked in Let 'em live or kill 'em Got the option I don't even hear 'em when they talk shit Takin' everybody in your top ten I do not fuck with your fame I do not play any game Nah I already got this Locked in All in Let 'em live or kill 'em Got the option

You run around your little town preaching and hiding from facing me I'm gonna roll in and take away all your credibility for all to see I can see right through you, worthless man You seem to underestimate who I am Cause I'll break your face like Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand, how you like it? Don't cry to me for sympathy here And all your whining, it fucking tires me You don't know me, so get up off your knees And start saluting me for your publicity I can see right through you, worthless man You seem to underestimate who I am Cause I'll break your face like Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand, how you like it? All you do is talk shit like a bitch, never backing it Hiding behind walls like maggot I wish you'd step up in my face Don't run away whenever you see me in your space Hah, you're dead, hah, dead Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand Ooh, I'm locked and loaded, you'll get no respect Ooh, I'm locked and loaded in your hand, how you like it?