Texty:
Knife Fight Get Me Out

Get me out, out of here Can't take it anymore I'm going to explode Get me out of this place Get me out of here Can't take it anymore I think I

solve 'em I seen the greatest thing I seen in my life Two brothers in a straight up fist fight Nobody pulled a gat, nobody jumped in Nobody pulled a knife

be me In the video with the goatee? Wow Mariah, didn't expect you to go balls out Bitch, shut the fuck up before I put all them phone calls out You

knife at? Shawty, I be right back Fresh out the box, I'ma mash out (Ya hear me?) This year a hundred mill' I'ma cash out (Ya hear me?) Today a 100K

tell you what it feels like And right now there's a steel knife In my windpipe I can't breathe But I still fight While I can fight As long as the wrong

a brother's gonna have ta go Or either try to find a job so I can help out I'm in the ghetto, I gots ta get myself out And when I get out I gotta try

So like every single night they pick a fight with me But when we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry Cuz they're back on stage the next night with me

with us Guaranteed to lay yo' ass up under the bus There's no one quicker than a hot boy nigga That'll get you with the knife or pow with the trigger

your truck, with duct tape stretched out Ducked the fuck way down, waitin' to straight jump out Put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now? Oh, you want me