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|Chorus|
Carthage! I ain't never been afraid to go and get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
I ain't never been afraid to go and get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
I ain't never been afraid to go and get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
I ain't never been afraid to go and get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
|Verse|
Wild hearted since mom said, "Boy, get your muscle up."
Pops flippin' brick and block, gettin' money, double up.
Government don't give a fuck, they just gonna tax you.
So fold your money under table.
Fuck 'em if they ask you.
Wh- why you ridin' clean? New whip, new suit.
White gold chain always swang, and some new boots.
Boy, you know they watchin' you.
Keep it cool, we watchin' too.
If they try and bust a move, we'll burn them into ashes, dude.
Just pass it through, last breath.
Ride on, fresh to death.
Let bygones be bygones, it's in the past, let it rest.
Remember I told you I was prayin' for you? Always with you.
God got your back, son.
Do your thing, keep it real.
Stay the same, don't let the suckers change you into what you ain't.
Promises and broken dreams are twins when they both are fake.
Know your heart, lead it down the narrow path through better strife.
But life is just a moment times eternity is afterlife.
|Chorus|
I ain't never been afraid to go and get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
I ain't never been afraid to go and get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
I ain't never been afraid to go and get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
I ain't never been afraid to go and get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
|Verse|
Prepare and take precaution.
Cut your losses, know your limitation.
Live life to the fullest, keep your head in every situation.
Life is full of bullshit, surprises, tribulation.
Trials gonna test you, court cases, altercation.
Wild women love the money man,
so when you penetratin', use protection for yourself.
Nevermind their pretty faces.
Haters wanna see you fall.
Get back up and dust it off.
Built for war and ready for invasion on them devil dogs.
And that's the sick I'm on 'em all, nothin' but a phone call.
Justified, time to kill, Samuel L.
Jackson.
Always ready, never know when real shit gon' pop off.
Keep a pistol in my pocket, learned that from my papa.
Sawed-off on my steel horse, bunch of outlaws.
Ridin' down the narrow path, other way too broad.
Many dead homies, other Ks breakin' chains on 'em.
Till we all free and the Lord bring us all home.
|Chorus|
I ain't never been afraid to go and get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
I ain't never been afraid to go and get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
I ain't never been afraid to go and get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
I ain't never been afraid to go and get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
Get it, get it.
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