Текст пісні Sacrifice - Lloyd Banks

Sacrifice

Niggas chatter more than females these days, take down your movement\nThis illusion got your family choosin', demand a redo\nFunny the hand that stabbed you be the one you used to feed too\nShould’ve caught the preview out there puttin' on for people\nLife’s a trip without the needle, insane that’s how this fame’ll leave you\nThought I was sleepin, now it’s bangin' out these dangerous sequels\nSmile about a blue moon, style like a stainless eagle\nAin’t no use for excuses, know where complainin' leaves you\nBet they traded all in for the sake of entertainin' people\nEverybody co-signin' that? I guess it’s fakin' season\nEven when you get it, shit’s hard, you got to shake the key in\nThe sentries lined bully, don’t tempt me buy jewellery\nThem Bentley rides pull me, over empty mines fully\nBloated, decoded, gotta' question the niggas you role with\nSuper slow ass niggas, get on my old shit\nI waited for it all my life\nDon’t think about it, role the mother fuckin' dice\nThe price of sacrifice\nCause all the glitter’s over-hyped\nNobody there tomorrow if it’s all gone tonight\nThe doubtin' makes the battle right\nI bet it all, they waitin' for you take your fall\nEnvy got an appetite\nAnd I got a thing for heights\nI’m gonna' come back and do it twice\nUh! Certified from the curtain rise, murder verbalized\nPurple eyes, heat the beginners lift up your first disguise\nYour heart ain’t even half way in it, you’re just a poster striver\nA hundred in this cash race tinted, just put me close to God\nJust stay back with your facade, you got me almost, no cigar\nWho’s coachin' y’all? Cloud of cannabis open the car\nToo busy shinin' my own star, only been making money\nI dun' got used to your switchin', I need you hating on me\nAroma like the grower, you should’a' known your boy was colder Smoother days\nare closer, vow to make my new one doper\nYou just been a holster, now you makin' moves\nYou’re supposed to cherish everything now\nNo guarantee to do it over\nPardon the view, I’m global, then go review the total\nTop of my mo’fuckin' game and I ain’t doin' promo\nPhoto’s and I need every new fit, polo’s a hobby\nKillin' consistent, and you went forgot me\nI waited for it all my life\nDon’t think about it, role the mother fuckin' dice\nThe price of sacrifice\nCause all the glitter’s over-hyped\nNobody there tomorrow if it’s all gone tonight\nThe doubtin' makes the battle right\nI bet it all, they waitin' for you take your fall\nEnvy got an appetite\nAnd I got a thing for heights\nI’m gonna' come back and do it twice