gonna creep Plottin' to pull me ova, put the cake in my jeep So I'll be skippin' cities seven states in aweek Can't a mutha fuckin' breathin' tell me
she chose to talk to me It was no doubt that baby cakes was hawkin' me So I kicked it, upped the digits, terrific Not knowin she was scopin' me 'cause
calm or I'ma set the alarm And a hundred strong'll form in shape of a bomb My squads'll forever bomb wit a war like Lebanon And we hardcore till we dead
Here we got a different kind of hustle Grind like a mothafucker, get it from the muscle Rain sleet and snow aint but 2 things can touch us Penitentiary and bein dead
hort I play the bitches like it's a sport Yeah, I'll play the bitches just like y'all Like Dr. J played basketball You can call me Too, don't say it
's that get it with the swag lines like 'I'm a killer an no-one can hurt me!' -Fearless- Yo, When I die don't bury me, freeze me.. The way fings are
can hurt me Yo When I die don't bury me, freeze me, By the way things are goin' I might die easy, I hate MCs that come out with dead lines like: I shoot
Death motherfucker ever heard of me? Close your eyes, cross your fingers, time for surgery I'm already dead, so nah, you can't murder me 'Cause quantities of entities enter me
got it but I bet it, I don't worry, I don't sweat it You can bitch, you can dead it, you can take it there like FedEx Nothing sweet diabetic, big dog
huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Oh this takes me home It makes me think about Sitting outside of my old home When I was younger and singing something like
John Wilkes the Booth like when he dead aimed his nezzie shot You listenin to hip-hop's finest You rewind this, Slaughterhouse behind this [Joell Ortiz] I like
money like a motherfucka I do dollar like the Yao stretch Casino chips that Denale bet Ain't spazzin' at the house party Mink draggin'/dragon like Bilil breath dead
Maab, Slow Loud And Bangin' never changing but rearranging Throwing our shit like Troy Aikman, then back to the West like Gary Payton For the 2K3 they can't see me
Got Fo's crawling in the 54 on the service road, I'm obeying the laws I stay shining like headlights and I stay crawling like head lice Just like a
in my horizon pass the time of day with me dukes in my horizon pass the time of day with me dukes in my horizon pass the time of day with me the earth
the Gs and soldiers Practicing my scare tactics Keeps MC's in yoga Just like I keep a bad bitch Between the sheets up on me Boss like Tony Montana soprano
sure, I'm certain Wait, make sure the mic workin' Make cake, sorta like Earth Wind and Fire The rap vampire retire in the morn' Warm like campfires,
, shout, I'm talking to you, c'mon) Go 'head and try me, you know you a bird You could be on 'Gangland' wit' cha face all blurred Skull deaded up slumped