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