was a nigga that they never saw Lights start flashin behind me But they're scared of a nigga so they mace me to blind me But that shit don't work
time Smoke any motherf*cker that sweats me And any asshole that threatens me I am a sniper with a hell of a scope Takin? out a cop or two that can?t
was a nigga that they never saw Lights start flashin behind me But they're scared of a nigga so they mace me to blind me But that shit don't work,
-daddy is Here to spread cheer Somethin nice and smooth With my tounge in your ear Give me a snack Some Salt And Pepper on a burger Ice Cube T Or if you
I live a hard knock life, I wear a hard knock vest Wanna give me a hard knock test I have your little kids screamin I'm so hard that after me You need
dice For fifty cents, nickels or get nice and pay the price A hot rolex with ice, fit around my wrist A gorilla in the mist, with a four fifth, kill you
, too young to flare one It's all about rhymes and fair ones Show me the mic and bust like a flair gun Don't shove me or push me, I give sucka punches
God MC to bless me Wit a ill ass flow and sick ass dough Where it don't make no sense that hundreds and cents and Thousands of dollars ice freezes my collar Where I need a
sweats me Or any *** that threatens me I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope Takin' out a cop or two, they can't cope with me The motherf*** villian that
wickedness You?re lickin' this like a lollipop, sick of this Miggity-makin' moves on a regular, wack mc?s I?m testin' ya Smack you with a chair like a
me them swisher sweets, let's get it crump If a nigga disrespect me I'mma prove my shit and dump Blast ryhmes like I pump, turn your belly to jelly Veteran MC
out when killer wayne bought that porsche out, I had the illest jump shot so he bet all his money on me, 12 years old with all the honeys on me, Patrick
they ain't seein' me, this Jay O Felony And nobody can stand three of me Caution keep MC's out of my reach, I'm on a mission And be gettin' to your
As brothers look on, label me as a psycho Just because I'll jump on stage and grab a micro-phone From a so-called said to be MC Who admires me with jealousy
them like phasers Cause my brain thinks and it blanks your memory banks Sharp as shanks and poetry is like a cleat hanks Give me a pen, a typa-writer
to spread cheer. Somethin nice and smooth with my tounge in your ear. Give me a snack some Salt And Pepper on a burger. Ice Cube T or if you prefer
concern you a G make it hap (TURN IT UP!!) WHEN I GIVE A NIGGA SOME PLAY HE LOSIN HIS BRAIN (Uh) ASKIN ME A BUNCH OF QUESTIONS ACTIN LIKE HE MY MAN WANNA