Recovery 2_ The Payback Lyrics_ CRIMEnDUTYthealbum_ Pre Release

Either you like it now or we do it the hard way... Hard way huh?



I was born with a dick in my mouth
They put euphemism to it and called it a toungue
I Fuck up, and I Fucked up_ coz I been Fucked up too
But Easter at ZAOG... got me feelin'  like I need to change for this Ashley boo
I get me all the nightmares in church
I'm reminded, I'm livin half twice the opposite
Of whatever is considered as right the wrongs
In my vocabulary
All girls are bad Bitches then, all men, dead motherfuckers_only a few
Are cony gentlemen and I'm not disrespecting
E'm,
Or rapping for e'm to hail me on the upbeat, scream my name
Dawlla, I was never raised by loving hands_ and I never missed your batman toy I was my
Antman_ from the underground, with a scratch pad, Ancoe naked girls, boy BrainDad
Eversharp blade in the third grade bully who kicked Roy's ass in the first grade
Back home, eyes bloodshot red
Mommy says
"fuck e'm back"
I feel like nine again durin the bum operation at Parirenyatwa, two scissors in my third brain, a cuthert in my black ass, the sharp blades five feet deep into my beef steak
Anthony I wrote you this cony verse cause
You made me...




I fear no Captain or Bawlluba, I was raised by Benhildah
A woman stronger than ten men put to_together, plus an ill willed father
Violent and anti-social
Who paid my fees at the expense of losing our 6 roomed house, Gidza
I'm the Product of a romance gone wrong between a slay queen and a gangster
My background remains my background but I still got a pulse to change my future
Ask the boys in the Army_ I love this country over slutty  baby Mommy, tummy full on honour, power
No whore in my blood
Headshots and killshots! _ throw knife for a slit throat
I don't rhyme I spit coral reefs, combine Roddy Rich, Eminem, NF, Juice world, J_Cole, Jay_ Z
Plus a grain pinch of Holy Ten, on a deadbeat?
I'm the yardstick, cony verses and complex rap beats
VULGAR, call me voice mix_autotune, multi personality Shit, K Dot bitch
Straight from Hatcliffe like BP
Missionaries and Visionaries
Suck the Stunner Berth
Invite all the haters, sup up and wait for me in gaborone, ass kiss his bum_ sandstorm heist
Compliments of the day
You made me...


I'm defining the programmed kid
Pleasing Dads who couldn't reach form six
Or read beyond their name and the number six
Numeric
Yet Who knew the
Power in English vowels without tasting
It
My ass is
Black velvet dick six inch thin, bruised by the
Sjambocks that nailed my body six to six
Cause I was that sick kid who couldn't listen easily
But had Correctional Services
At home daily
Bouncers were banged constantly, Manyuchi made me
A real life punching bag, yet lose next in the real ring
My ambition is crazy enough to make a mute sing, sing the vowels on my thick lips
Dobermans bite, they don't speak
Hoof hoof I'm the water pliers biting you
On your thick nose, and spitting the outer layer, suck the mucus like Omarion
Marcus, I'm  The fork stuck in your left eye in full force
The grotesque hands on your dear throat, ass hole
I'm not your son butt,
You made me...



I'm the unpinned hand tear gas in the corp's hand
Sup it up and make it, sure you don't puff in front of
Your girlfriend, play rough with the bullying force
Justice with no mercy, peace through force
70 boys with illegal arms and pistols
Into your Safeguard protected home, Vainona or
Borrowdale
Settle the score its payback bitch, pay back bitch (gunshot)
Bite the bullet and cough out the gunpowder next week
Dad raised him a prince warrior_
No pocket money, fuck drip_
Wear these iceblocks son, (why are your eyes bloodshot?) , at the height
Of my happiness nature tested me with,
A Fire hall; two sisters dead in the same accident
Plus Brydon and Collins too dead next week
Same damn time this Tino bitch laid me for dead
Screwed my ex best friend Sa Trap
Rape e'm Sean and bring me the sex tape, lay e'm dead, Ozmon
Roll four? Solo_ fuck...