Dec 31st - Ace Hood




[Dj Khaled Talking intro for 1:21]



Take a look into my eyes

And just tell me what you see

Tell me do you you see the beast

They wanna let me off the leash

Way too many of them niggas sleep

I spit fire third degree

Pussy niggas don't wanna believe

On my momma they gon see

Got the hottest flow, and I'm honest though

Fuck witha nigga be modest for

My concsious know I'm kinda dope

Somebody let them bloggers know

They don't wanna let this problem in

Every year is my time again

Underrated they contemplating

I'm top 5 in they conversations

They heard the people been hating on me

Oh well nigga, whats new?

Still riding in a maybach

And they face mad when I came through

These niggas hate that I made it

Gotta make a way for my baby

My momma crying in that other room

And them tears were falling, I hate it

Next day I made me some change

Man up nigga no complaining

Daddy left my younger stages

Ain't no choice I had to make it

Will not quit, and I will repent

And I won't consent, with a nigga who snitch

Coupe no top it don't make no sense

Like a nigga who broke it don't make no cents

Just stay friends in a whip no tint

And that rolex glist oh boy they pissed

Yall fuck boys do make me sick

Your bitch blow me, C4, tick tick!

And I got this shit, Khaled I got em

He going to war, standing beside em

You gon need army! You gon need navy!

You gon need soliders! Maybe OBAMA!

It's that W-E, T-H-E, B-E-S- carry the T

None of you niggas don't matter to me

Slaughter ya feature, just slaughter your beat

Feed me rappers, bon appeite!

Niggas be trippin, them choppers will speak

Came for the war, no longer the peace

Time for the blind and be able to see

None of these niggas is ain't nothing like me

24 years ain't get no sleep

26 inches on my jeep, feeling like shackles on my feet

Know the day that they let me free, Yall in trouble O-M-G!

Please oh please nigga pray for me!

Killing this shit boy, RIP!

I'm back with a B and a mac on me

In the back of the jeep yall looking for me!

Capital A! Capital C! Capital E!

H-double O, D

Free my niggas till they all get free!

Rep my city, gotta rep my team!

Broward county President

Thats that shit that I represent!

Quarter mill for that whip I'm in

Pussy boys I never mind they diss

80 thousand thats on my wrist

Take your chick and I make that bitch

Hit the dick, then take a flick

Send that shit, you'll have a fit

L-O-L I'm outta state

Young nigga tryna get filthy rich

I'm outchea, better bring your voucher

Better call your counsler, shit get real

Wanna think I'm coward? Oh I ain't bout it

Now your family, is pushing flowers tears to your momma

Heard it got em, never want that drama!

Never want that drama ohhh Lord!

I pray the world don't end in January

December 31st I made obituaries!

All you niggas sleeping, meet the cemetery

All you niggas sleeping, meet the cemetery!!



Starvation...

Starvation...

God Bless this proud Nation... Two



[Outro]

[Obama Speech]



If there is anyone out there that doubts its been a long

time coming but tonight, tonight, is your answer!



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