"Tweaker" lyrics

I'd rather be a warrior in a garden
Than a gardener in a war

I say yeah
What you really know about that?
I'm country rapping
I say yeah
What you really know about that
I'm country rapping

I'm diabolical, liable to kill my rival while I smile
Swear to God, hand on Bible, fuck a judge and a trial
Come at me with reason, logical, me not being
Who I say I am, that shit's impossible
Men that talk the most shit a bitch, that's probable and if
You wanna die for truth, that's honorable, yeah
This cracker got the Lord with me, body shot, blow a kidney
Headshot, drop him, he be asking why the Lord hit me
Couple country rappers act like women, pull they skirt up
Got it out the mud for real, need to get your dirt up
'Cause burner I been highlight, you know I am not like?
That same dude always talking shit but he do not fight

I say yeah
What you really know about that?
I'm country rapping
I say yeah
What you really know about that
I'm country rapping

You ain't got no class, no taste, black pepper
You ain't 'bout shit, it's on your face, half stepper
Flat line 'em, Heath Ledger, dead actor, what the fuck's
Really going on, hell if I know, that's a headscratcher
Say when I'm active, I say less, I'm action
I preach what I practice, you just lying in your captions
I'm praying for my brother, really hope he comes back
Instead of peaking through the blinds like you been smoking crack
I'm saying picking that scabs that fester, taking pictures with molesters
He was never convicted, whatever
You a wire-wearing informant, we talk, you record it
God forbid we go against the law, he probably go report it

I say yeah
What you really know about that?
I'm country rapping
I say yeah
What you really know about that
I'm country rapping
I say yeah
What you really know about that
I'm country rapping
I say yeah
What you really know about that
I'm country rapping