Verse 1: peter the
I in hell, bucking and fighting, scratching and biting Throwing bows, gold's, and smoking dro's yak in the back, presidential Hand in hand with the devil, my team We don't hang with that busta call miracle The first disciple, 30 shots the rifle Grab his soul like a A.k.a. known as lil' peter Light 'em up with the Best believe I'm a The pastor said sic him and whoever with 'em And watch me and my go and flip him, we ready
(pastor troy) I think somebody's to die (4x then to background of hook)
4x
You say you me, but you betta brang yo army Dez georgia ain't gone let nobody harm me
2: blackout
Killa, disabled, stable, challenged the name 'em But yet I manage God given talents Enter it, cause ravage and repercussions, and damages at them, iceberg slim, seeking titanic Creeping steady Bobin' and weavin' we a do' Complication the nation so I roll while I smoke This one goes out to my This one they caught in smoke jumping, hang gliding, and sliding of ski slopes Went from selling busta's dope, used to be coke I can't cope, cut throat, rhymes dope I go fo'
Verse 3:
Smoking on that reefer, the street sweepers 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 and got caught I brought my folks My folks keep it real We drinking on brandi and we handy 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 somebody's 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
Verse 4: pastor
Okay they got me and I'm mad And I'm to fight One hundred eighty strong, but watch how I bite They takin flight, cause this buster ackin' my amigo Hit 'em seventeen times that chrome desert eagle my people, in georgia, ignore ya, I can't Get dumped off in miami on candy paint Now you believe I got a body in my trunk? I'm out the window, hell yeah!, I shot the punk The first to dump, the first one punk scatter I'm high I'm drunk, put I'm labeled that pastor So any bastard, that got plans to me You best of be cause I got a army
(pastor troy)
I think somebody's bout to die 4x then to background of
till end
You say you want me, but you brang yo army Dez georgia ain't gone let nobody harm me