Built For This （）-Method Man /Streetlife /Freddie Gibbs
Written by ：Frank Dukes
In you forge a weapon
You need three things
The right metal
Temperature's over 1400degrees
And someone who wants to kill
Here in jungle village we got all three
Yo street check me out ni**a
Sorta like malcolm at the audubon
They coming for me
My time is money no automa'see bar for bar
I keep it pushing no rr no
No foreign broads
And no promotion for foreign car
The game is ours
Let's keep it funky who said he washed
Like staten island Italians bleed spaghetti sauce
If ya'll shaking with stallion then ya'll already lost
Already crossed then like Christ I'm ready for
Plus anybody that say know I'm taking numbers
I'm taking names
I'll take ya chain to take his hunger
Pain pain pain pain pain pain
Can you feel the thunder and rain
Now don't talk like the rent boy I got
It done in the game ya'll
Do me a favor don't ever play with my ball
Never been a playa hater I just ain't playing with ya'll
You watch your lane but look I'm taking the charge
Going hard'll get you two shots now I'm facing the charge
Uh five to life let's go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you slide
But if you built for the sh*t then you must survive
Guess I'll see you when wake up on that side
Yeah five to life let's go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let slide
But if you built for the sh*t then you might survive
Guess I'll see you wake up on that other side
Uh sorta like mike at the united center
Madison Square Boston garden I straight ignite on niggas
Little ni**a your raps ain't on fire that
Sh*t'll collapse so don't try
I scribble and scratch down in my pad and no lie
That no fake that uncut that straight drop what the f**k
I'm pulled over by the jakes and 28up in my nuts
For I'm took away and 'cuz I'd rather
Lay up in the duct'
Feel like f*ck a friend a hundred million haters ain't enough
Twist it up life is a blunt and the
World is my ash tray
I got them quarters and them hash just meet me
Like half way
I need a hundred percent of my profit ain't
F*cking with half pay
Ain't taking no shorts or losses b**ch we ain't
Funding no tag day for sure
As I can recollect praying to god this d**e'll stretch
Turn mobster corners work these corners like behind it yes
Chilling and waiting patient retaliation just ain't find me
I'm taking in to heaven you couldn't buy me that
Remind me that
Uh five to life let's go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let slide
But if you built for the sh*t then you might survive
Guess I'll see you when you wake up on that other side
Yeah five to life let's go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let slide
But if you built for the sh*t then you might survive
Guess I'll see you when you wake up on that other side
It's the world's worse quick to snatch your man purse
And leave your body head first in the stretch hearse
Murder she wrote I'm known to spit a killer verse
And leave a plate of blood spillin'on his dinner shirt
You can google my name but you ain't gotta search
I'm right here in the streets I'm putting in work
Go 'head f**k around and get your feelings hurt
Or you can get carried out of your local church
I'm from the old school I do my own dirt
Mama raised no fool I did my home work
Keep your wifey close she's a little flirt
I knew her since '03I hit the p**sy first
I'm the reason why your baby mama water burst
I been mobbing since birth you can ask my earth
It's not a problem to show you how the shotty work
I put your body in the dirt but what the dollars worth
Uh five to life let's go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let slide
But if you built for the sh*t then you might survive
Guess I'll see you when you wake up on that other side
Yeah five to life let's go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let 'em slide
But if you built for the sh*t then you might survive
Guess I'll see you when you wake up on that other side
I'm built for it ni**a