The End REMIX

Verse:

this is the end,

imma finish em quick,

couple quick slits , chop acouple bricks,

thats money in my pocket,

gotta stay on my grind,

always down to hustle,

shit im down for a tussle,

right hook, im back in the books,

nigga im a fuckin crook,

think im drivin straight im swervin,

the squads going on a fuckin excursion,

straight to the top in a black suburban,

holding the glock your nervous,

and you think all of this is worthless,

start workin your gettin on my nerves man,

cause in the end when i got stacks, ladies love it man,

imma continue on trappin tho, call me a fiend if you want man,

grit in my teeth, i already know your words are cheap,

so i write em down and say read em and weep,

one punch you got no front teeth,

call me kingtrap, squarzee, im mean,

this is the end, i hope its all a dream

 

Verse:

only 17, and finna do what i have to do to stay on top,

anything to stay away from the corner of my block,

over that shit, hoping rap can help me get higher than that shit,

nigga im ontop of that shit,

at my peak,

choppers on deck, cant you see,

teflon vest cant protect your neck,

when a bullet hits the neck,

see red, nigga might drop,

buying cartons of cigarettes from the tobacco shop,

nothin can ease this stress in the end though,

leave em in the dirt the motto,

i used to live in the fuckin grotto,

where you would always have to be aware,

cause you dont know whos out there,

ive been there,

couple scares, but me and my brother we didnt care,

always hittin pops,

no weed had to crush a clot,

from the bottom to the top so quick and im like shit time to end it

kingtrap endin shit with a fuckin triple six, kill shit