Chapter 81: I.G.S. 4 Morko Lyrics

Aye, aye what you wanna hear?

We got sticks in here, we got liq in here

We could hit in here, Make you disappear

My shadows very near, It gets shadier

I'm riding round with that gear so come to us with fear

It gets shady here, It gets shady here

We'll fuck your bitch in here, We'll smack your damn veneers

It gets lit in here, It gets shadier

We can do this shit just like the 80s

One call, turn your block to Lil Haiti In the night with this mindset lately

Bitch, fuck, you pay me No one can escape me

It gets shady, here If it's bout that bread, I'll send a nigga down to hell

Put this on my shadow, niggas known for raising hell

Every time I want peace, niggas try to test forreal, so

Guess that's what you want to hear

We got sticks, for real We smacking shit, for real

We fuck your bitch, for real We got that shit, for real

We'll make you disappear

Uhhh

Of the Shadow King

Now what you see in me

Do I practice peace or do my evils just live peacefully

Was I in the streets or like you said, was the streets in me

More than two face, I've been living like there's three of me

You can know a lot, but you'll only know a piece of me

2010, God you really took a piece of me

Couple years later and my brother's fighting felonies

Hard to hit them books when our books came with legal fees

Hard to hit you up when you bringing up the scummy things

Couple years later and I still can't tell you anything

I gone way too far, man, I can't tell nobody anything

Time grows us apart while I'm stuck looking for the truth in things

Are we moving forward? I don't even know

You are the Shadow King

We met 20 years ago

But if it's serious, you'll see me back there in the bad lands

And if it's serious, it can get shady with the Taliban

And if it's serious, your price ain't that hefty, a couple bands, ay

Everyone I know got sticks, you try it, you get blammed, ay

I will never testify, I'll never take a stand, ay

I'm blessed with my brothers, I will cross you for you can, ay

Cursed with my grandmother's mind, I'm going skitx again, ay

I got PTSD like I'm in them bricks again, ay

Ducking bullets in them APTs, couldn't understand, ay

Now when I pull up, them niggas do the running, man, ay

Saw me in my eyes and said, you just a ghost of him ay

Funny how things change, but it's too late to make amends, ay