(featuring Restless)
Its the going on Yo hit me Youngn' Joe Armin', T.S Patterson, B-X UP!
Boy, look what you done now Ain't no this 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 done now Ain't no stopping this or it down Don't let me one of you fools out of pound is cold, be in war from the motherfucking cradle to the grave
1] Cowards en all this anger and hatred Gon' make me damage abrasion my is very impatient crossed me, first thing I wanna do is erase him Yea he to be my dog, but fuck a relation he get money and fame, everybody starts aging Shit ain't no longer the same, own niggaz be hatin' Can't see another succeed So you backstab 'em just to see how long bleed But I'm a man, pops always told me never 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, a heart full of rage And I'm just too stuck in my ways (You me?) Its how a nigga was raised, with a full of rage And I'm just too stuck in my (So fuck y'all)
2] Dog I came to prove your wackness Bunch of bastards always frontin', moving backwards This is hardcore, no acoustic classic swift for anything reserving using a ratchet Competition stand 'em in line, cause permission I'm handling mine, occupation and grind Stop your facing, shank you knives You're missing a soldier, operation declined I'm like a optician, with a to shine A hundred steps ahead of y'all, no getting behind Say I choose 'cause I done payed my dues Came from an error of pain and terror, alot of rainy I to survive through the hatred and lies That's why from far away, I can spot a snake in And believe me dog we ain't scared, hope you 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 to fear us One false and get paw-pierced up Drinking like one high loop, man I bang you in the Drain the henny out your stomach and replace it with You us to hell 'cause we too real Selling two and still ain't afraid to pull steal Ready Rock ain't concerned y'all I'm too big too strong for And I came too for y'all, ya heard Pun Takes years to earn a pair of Terror balls Heard you niggaz want it us, a fatal mistake Been blazing the game since niggaz Crack is king, man the city is And I ain't got no with bidding with +Shyne+ Here's the real deal homie, is high Look at the mirror man I bet you hate life (Mu'fucker)