Fake guards telling you pork Settle for shorts, running from court Newports, criminal thoughts On the blocks bodies a court nobody supports Cock back the hammer, slow and pop that cantaloupe For the venom
you're dealin wit a deranged lunatic (right) Soon to kick ya teeth in and then go bezerk Even Van Gogh looked at me, and said "You're one piece of work
to dust Hell boy acid drenched Dead lift danger Born with horns fight it I'm the misguided angel Touched by tradgedy I defy gravity Brutal cruel and dark
alcohol and it's over, arrest over in October Punch a hole through your solar plex and it's over I mark X on your chest, it's over and bury the dead
[killah priest] I spit venom, from the gauge Hey, lift the bad ears, taste the hell flames From the luger, sharpshooters marked lucifer Packed twin share
and I blaze the world Fuck this world and everything in it I ain't gonna stop until my job is finished And my words are infinite My life is governed by
bringin the swell (Verse 3: U-God) Titanium bat Drainin the crainium crack Strainin your back Late flap played back flippin Disco daddy caddy shack Glad he back
back Here, a couple stacks, you ain't gotta pay me back me and yo boss kick it and he know where the ladies at Whether we comin and killin and murderin
of blingin' and houses and women Welcoming angels and demons on couches and sinnin' I'm alive and well the demise will bring ghost stories When I rise in hell
venom is worse Head bustas deal with dangerous thirsts Shatter ya bones in ya chest and make ya motherfuckin' heart burst Don't worry now, best of the South on the map Knock yo thoughts out and
ma, like that Don't hold back let it go na', like that Let your money make a jump na', like that Let me see ya go whoa' na', like that Bring it up and
thrash and Split out guests wit gash lemon goes throw his laz gone Trama the block pro bar sledge slang ho Runnin from to and sharles some rap and
, I'll never go back to Ruthless, stick to the block/ You better believe it, and I'm sorry to the fans of Bone but I'm Bently, Audi 5's and drop tops/
blinds my eyes My body grows cold, my cock becomes erect Watching over my dead shell From beyond in my own hell Caught between life and death Even though
this Holy Ground. They pray on heaven and on fire,deliver them from evil,Death. Their keys that keep their secret safe, are lost in war and now, they
Hell! I feel someone eluding me, But now it's all mine! I set the trap and it was me who fell! Feel it slipping away, Slipping in tomorrow. getting back
break and let you wack rappers practice Smoke a joint, come back and then continue to attack this Be scientific, stupid, but you don't get it You go ahead and
check and suck my rated 50 are in these chromosomes hell Still these guns blaze on a ten hour swing shift Who I had thoroughly wanted to rip shit Grab the rags and towels and