Tools
ABK Lyrics

I wanna know where the f**k are my down ass underground killas
The artist is looking for his loyal, ruthless supporters who are hidden underground

Walking the earth, been mean since birth
The artist has a rough and cruel personality from the time he was born

Taking every damn thing in sight that's worth
The artist is taking valuable things by force from anyone who owns them

Somebody stabbing you in the back, for a pebble of crack
People betray and harm each other even for a small amount of drugs

Eastside bitches like that
Women from the east side have that kind of attitude

Sometimes I feel that I can't eat, can't sleep
The artist has moments of insomnia and loss of appetite due to his violent lifestyle

Put me in a hole baby 6 feet deep
The artist would rather be dead than give up his lifestyle

Better yet, just leave me alone
The artist wants people to stay away from him and his dangerous lifestyle

I've survived this long with a microphone
The artist believes that his music has helped him to survive this long

Roaming the streets, mean mugging police
The artist is often out in the streets, looking intimidating towards the police

Left hand on my nuts right gripping a piece
The artist holds his gun firmly in his right hand and his genitals with his left hand, ready to protect his manhood and act in self-defense

So now I feel that I owe it to ya'll
The artist believes that he is alive today because of the support of his loyal fans

You're the reason that I'm here instead of dead and gone
The artist acknowledges that his fans saved his life and helped him survive his dangerous lifestyle

And don't think that I'm here to stress you out
The artist wants his fans to know that he doesn't want to burden them or cause them stress

I just wanna let you know what I'm about
The artist wants his fans to understand his way of life and his beliefs

Tomahawks, shotguns, axes, chains
These are the weapons that a gangster brings to a fight

These are all the things that a G brings
A G brings these weapons to show off his power and to intimidate others

Streets is crucial, competition zero
The streets are important and there is no room for competition

Face facts, do the math
Accept reality and understand what is happening

You can try to relax but this killa ain't like that
The artist cannot relax because of his violent way of life

Wait a minute let me tell the truth
The artist wants to be truthful with his fans and not just brag about his weapons

I'm relaxed like a mothaf**ka tomahawking a fool
The artist is relaxed even while using his weapon because he knows he is in control

Walk away just keeping my cool
The artist knows when to back away from a situation to keep himself safe

Like I'm sneaking in line at a big venue
The artist sneaks around like he is at a big event, ready to cause trouble

No traits, no motive, nobody, no clue
The artist has no obvious traits or purpose, and no one knows what he is planning to do

Yo Blaze am I right? (WOOP WOOP)
The artist asks Blaze if he agrees with what he is saying, and Blaze responds positively

That's what the f**k I've been trying to say
The artist is frustrated that people didn't understand him before, and Blaze confirms his message

Me and my whole damn family acting murderous ways
The artist and his family are known for their violent ways of life

That's why we only gather once a year
The artist and his family don't meet often because they don't want to draw too much attention to themselves

Because the world really can't afford to disappear
The artist and his family are crucial to the world, and if they disappeared, the world would suffer a great loss

So now we all break bread never misled
The artist and his family trust each other and never deceive each other

And the drama that I bring you will never forget
The artist knows that his violent lifestyle causes drama, and he wants people to remember it

And the ones that's down no matter where you're at
The artist's loyal supporters will always be there for him, no matter where he is

I'm just here to let you know that I got your back
The artist is telling his fans that he supports them and will protect them if needed

I'm bored as the come, homie don't be slipping acting dumb
The artist is bored and looking for trouble, and warns his friends not to act foolishly

Shove the pistol in your mouth slightly quicker than some
The artist will not hesitate to use his gun to intimidate and threaten others

The streets are talking I be listening, hearing
The artist is always aware of what is happening in the streets and listens to rumors and gossip

Repping for my thugs who got nothing to be fearing
The artist represents and protects his gang members who have nothing to fear

Ask me if I ever been jacked, I've been screwed and taxed, don't ask
The artist has been robbed and forced to pay protection money, and doesn't want to talk about it

Some suckas with two little stripes to attack
The artist is referring to lower-ranked gang members who try to attack him but fail

Mothaf**kas ain't shit, I'm a soldier
The artist sees himself as a powerful soldier and belittles those who try to mess with him

Drag bodies into coffins by they bitch ass shoulders
The artist is willing to kill and dispose of his enemies, showing no mercy or respect for them

Middle name Murda, Colton Grundy the rest
The artist has a nickname that emphasizes his violent tendencies, and uses a different name to go undercover

You see me packing a gun in the vest
The artist carries his gun concealed in his clothing

Now do your best to stay alive, I ain't never gonna die
The artist warns others to stay alive as best they can, and believes that he himself cannot be killed

Eternal like the galaxy, who wanna try?
The artist is comparing himself to the vast and eternal universe, and dares anyone to try to take him down

Me, I tell you one more time right I foze for mine
The artist states that he is always ready to defend himself and his interests

Ain't no way ain't anybody gonna stop my shine
The artist believes that he is unstoppable and will always be successful

Do the drivebys bitch smacking hoes and robberys
The artist participates in drive-by shootings, assaults on women, and robberies to maintain his reputation and lifestyle

I do it for the streets and the money, show respect
The artist does what he does to earn money and gain street credibility, and demands respect from others