(featuring Restless)
Its the going on Yo hit me Youngn' Joe Armin', T.S Patterson, B-X UP!
Boy, look what you started now Ain't no stopping this or it down Don't let me catch one of you fools out of is cold, be in war from the motherfucking cradle to the grave Man, look what you done now Ain't no stopping this or it down Don't let me one of you fools out of pound Heart is cold, be in war from the motherfucking to the grave
1] Cowards en traced all this anger and Gon' me damage abrasion my attitude is very impatient crossed me, first thing I wanna do is erase him Yea he used to be my dog, but a relation Once he get money and fame, everybody starts Shit ain't no longer the same, own niggaz be hatin' Can't see brother succeed So you backstab 'em just to see how he'll bleed But I'm a strong man, pops always told me fear no man That's why I'm up on both hands And never love a bitch, hell naw I trust a bitch 'em and leave 'em, that's the way you thug a bitch It's how a nigga was raised, with a heart of rage And I'm just too stuck in my ways (You me?) Its how a was raised, with a heart full of rage And I'm just too stuck in my (So fuck y'all)
2] Dog I came here to prove your of useless bastards always frontin', moving backwards This is hardcore, ain't no acoustic Nigga swift for anything reserving using a Competition stand 'em in line, without permission I'm handling mine, occupation and grind Stop your facing, shank you with You're a born soldier, operation declined I'm like a optician, a vision to shine A steps ahead of y'all, ain't no getting behind Say what I choose 'cause I payed my dues Came from an error of pain and terror, alot of rainy I learned to survive through the hatred and That's why from far away, I can a snake in disguise And me dog we ain't scared, hope you came prepared Straight Strong-Armin, nigga we don't fair
[Verse 3 - Fat B-X, T.S Ya me? Rest Uh, yo, yo Gear up, you need to us One false and get paw-pierced up Drinking like one loop, man I bang you in the club Drain the henny out your and replace it with blood You wish us to hell we too real Selling two mills and still ain't afraid to steal Rock ain't concerned with y'all I'm too big too strong for And I came too for y'all, ya heard Pun years to earn a pair of Terror Squad balls Heard you niggaz want it with us, a fatal blazing the game since niggaz fourth-aides Crack is king, man the is mine And I got no problem with bidding with +Shyne+ Here's the real homie, stakes is high Look at the mirror man I bet you hate life (Mu'fucker)