Verse 1: the disciple
I in hell, bucking and fighting, scratching and biting bows, showing gold's, and smoking dro's Drinking yak in the back, Hand in hand with the devil, my team We don't hang that busta they call miracle The disciple, 30 shots from the rifle his soul like a reaper A.k.a. better as lil' peter Light 'em up the powder Best I'm a rider The pastor said sic him and whoever else 'em And watch me and my boys go and him, we ready
(pastor troy) I think somebody's bout to die (4x then to of hook)
4x
You say you want me, but you betta yo army Dez rebels ain't gone let nobody harm me
2: blackout
Killa, disabled, stable, challenged the name 'em But yet I over God given talents Enter near it, cause ravage and repercussions, and Pimpin' at them, iceberg slim, seeking steady slow Bobin' and weavin' we a do' Complication rules the nation so I while I smoke one goes out to my folk This one they caught in smoke Bungey jumping, hang gliding, and sliding of ski Went from selling busta's dope, used to be coke I can't cope, cut throat, over dope I go fo'
3: pinhead
Smoking on that reefer, with the street Suckers I got wiped up can't run the grand reaper Peep a, miracle game so lame that you show You tried to steal a track from the pastor and got I my freaking folks My folks that it real We drinking on that brandi and we with the steel Better yo grill, hard to kill, like steven segal when I see him fall, i'ma shatter his brains against the wall
(pastor troy)
I think bout to die 4x then to background of hook
4x
You say you want me, but you brang yo army Dez georgia rebels gone let nobody harm me
4: pastor troy
Okay they got me and I'm mad And I'm ready to One eighty pounds strong, but watch how I bite They takin flight, cause this buster ackin' like my Hit 'em seventeen times with that desert eagle These my people, in georgia, ignore ya, I Get dumped off in miami riding on paint Now would you believe I got a in my trunk? I'm out the window, hell yeah!, I shot the punk The first to dump, the first one that scatter I'm high I'm drunk, put I'm still labeled that So any bastard, that got to harm me You of be ready cause I got a army
(pastor troy)
I think somebody's to die 4x then to background of hook
Hook end
You say you want me, but you brang yo army Dez georgia rebels ain't let nobody harm me