Illmaculate - Territorial feat. OnlyOne | Текст песни

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• Territorial feat. OnlyOne

Yeah, I'm territorial man, my city, my block, my people, my things, look

[Verse 1: Illmaculate]
Saint Johns my block has always shown love
Shouldn't be a wonder why I talk about it so much
They watched me grow up, they watched me get clowned
They watched me swole up, they watched me slim down
They know I'm no punk that fucks with the IN-crowd
They watch me throw knucks, they know I get down
They watch me blow up, shit they watch me spit now
While I don't know much, I know I did them proud
I get it tatted on my back, cus I back the city that way everywhere I'm at always have it with me
I'm territorial you know about my family history and loyalty is just encoded in my natural instinct
So don't move unless we say, our regrets be saved, till my flesh decay
Dropping F.B.A that's family before anything cross that don't expect leeway

[Hook:]
I'm territorial, my city, my street, my block, my people, my things, I'm territorial
You complain when you brush past us, may the lord forgive you for your trespasses
My city, my street, my block, my people, my things, I'm territorial
I don't want to look at what happened, and may the Lord forgive me for my trespasses

[Verse 2: OnlyOne]
I won't work my life away for what a nine to five will pay, honestly I can say that ain't the life of me
Night and day my lifes insane, but despite the pain in my domain, I am King
I ride the beat like a train, I've seen brighter days but lifes a peach walking plain
I'd rather go to County then sing, territorial even my cell in County is clean
I ain't a killer man picture a bounty on me, warning shots before you cross that boundary think, 'Cus
That could cost the life of a man, when I draw the line in the sand, where right or wrong is a plan
If not the rifle to blam, I got the knife in my hand, if its just bare fists I'll fight you off if I can
This my block, that's your street rep it, my big guy Josh, that's my co-defendant
Its my work they should hold me separate, but I'd rather die first then give the police leverage
I follow where ever my lifes pointing me, defending my ground that's my lifes point to me
Illmaculate never conflicted with mob loyalty, when in his absence consider me vice royalty

[Hook:]
I'm territorial, my city, my street, my block, my people, my things, I'm territorial
You complain when you brush past us, may the lord forgive you for your trespasses
My city, my street, my block, my people, my things, I'm territorial
I don't want to look at what happened, and may the Lord forgive me for my trespasses

[Verse 3: Illmaculate]
I'm of the rarest breed, they should never dare to speak
In my presence there cups are full, and there scared to drink
I give 'em clarity, I choose my words like my friends carefully and back both with sincerity
Stepping back from the mirror I need air to breathe, you know what I mean, you know what I mean
Standing there [?] twenty-fifth hour money clip out, in a drunken fit soured
Ain't nothing left that kills you once it gets counted, I'm familiar with the feeling when your hustle gets doubted
Lately it just seems theirs a bunch of shit pouting, certain people when I see them beat the fucking shit out them
Don't force me to lose control, truth be told I treasure the lives of those close to me more then I do my own
So I swore I'd put the chrome to your forehead proudly, try to fuck with my fam over your dead body

[Hook:]
I'm territorial, my city, my street, my block, my people, my things, I'm territorial
You complain when you brush past us, may the lord forgive you for your trespasses
My city, my street, my block, my people, my things, I'm territorial
I don't want to look at what happened, and may the Lord forgive me for my trespasses

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