No Remorse Lyrics

from Adrenaline Rush

"No Remorse" is track #9 on the album Adrenaline Rush. It was written by Lindley, Samuel C. / Mitchell, Carl Terrell.
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I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
My mobs full of go getters go live or die by the cold niggas
Wit drama bringers ear ringers and pistol slingers with itchy fingers
Getting high on inhaling nigga smoke that lingers
Buck wild hostile we verbal barrels threw nostrils
My hollow point apostles turn living flesh into fossils
Its through gospel niggas will wet it Vick Malifll shred it
Beef on these streets only gets the best of you if you let it

Well its that Westside nigga from K-Town always gonna stay down
Lay pounds on the table, smoking while watchin' cable
Im able to lick the shot from the porch of my block
And when the gun spray stops theres no information for cops
Nigga Im heartless some say I role wit the forces of darkness
But the closest I burned to death is the reason
That I spark this spark this, what?
Dramafied premeditated homicide that coincides with the day you die
'Cause G, Im about to let it ride

Petty niggas down when the bullets fly
No remorse your fuckin' wit a Mobsta
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
If you got your shit right then run and hide
'Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta

Petty niggas down when the bullets fly
No remorse your fuckin' wit a Mobsta
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
If you got your shit right then run and hide
'Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta

Fuck the car jack we do a body snatch
Tie niggas up in the trunk wit them rats like a mac for owning scratch
SpeedKnots unstoppable muderin' as many niggas as possible
Makin' heaven a hospital, and where Im from its highly probable
In a Benny, reefa roller, street patroller stackin' clips for lethal loadin'
In the city where secrecys golden
Live or die in the Chi, we kill demeanors wit inferred beamers
Death is the sinner
Whether the Reaper awaits your fate with your soul on his finger

Nigga you cant retreat
When the Mobstaz greet you with bullets like Robert De Niro on Heat
And makin' killin' look sweet
See a nigga like Mayze break the safety I hold the clip till infinite
To show your definite when I make you cry
Blood like I broke your virginity
Shit my Mobstaz is straight cheat vs. killers for cash
Quick to stick your ass and flash this 3-80 and rainbow macs
And now you thinking of bringin' that bull shit in this direction
Just cause you rap a lot dont mean you cant get a lethal injection

Picture Link the mercenary fuckin' you like missionary
Position them missile carriers precision till them bitches buried
But a Mobstaz sip on Sherries snitch niggas sing like canaries
Where we wrong be carrying Clone Periyon and Herringbone
We on the streets in territory we chill come and get you chest pealed
Hot steal and banana clips standing on tip
You get your flesh filled wit rhinos
Energies feel for my soul they holdin' captive
Visions of living strengthy posses me lets make it happen

Petty niggas down when the bullets fly
No remorse your fuckin' wit a Mobsta
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
If you got your shit right then run and hide
cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta

Petty niggas down when the bullets fly
No remorse your fuckin wit a Mobsta
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
If you got your shit right then run and hide
cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta

Smokin' on sweet reef for the beat freak
'Cause its in the heat seaker of the street sweeper
Think Im lying if you want shit is deadly as slugs
Got you swimming in the blood like sea creatures
'Cause you done lit to the land of the lost
Where our straps looking as pretty as bitches
But pullin' up in a hearse to a church
Is the curse of these hideous witches
Hittin' hoes wit, 44s and four by fours wit the pain of a figure four
Wounds hit you like a hit will blow

Every nigga on this track Ill pull a trigger for
If you test the rock vest, pullin' slugs like a lockness
Im a for show protect my chest
Everything in holes is what I unload and not less
Until meals make progress
Yall niggas no who yall be never let me see your face in my spot
While you still be facin' your block Ima be erasing you block
Snappin' off like Jason on rocks tastin' your knots
Cause when its pockets for profit I cant stop it this mob got me
If you aint gonna pop it dont cock it

'Cause if we working you, ready to us carrying clips thats reversible
Takin' all our business personal diss
Wit a verse we all hurtin' you bull shit aside
Niggas is knowin' I fill another wit holes and not hide
Better role if not ride unless you hoes dont got pride
No remorse when your fuckin' wit a SpeedKnot Mobsta

Petty niggas down when the bullets fly
No remorse your fuckin' wit a Mobsta
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
If you got your shit right then run and hide
'Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side and drop ya
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta

Petty niggas down when the bullets fly
No remorse your fuckin' wit a Mobsta
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta
If you got your shit right then run and hide
'Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side and drop ya
For fuckin' wit a Mobsta

Songwriters
LINDLEY, SAMUEL C. / MITCHELL, CARL TERRELL

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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