Music is life I in to fashion or ice I into chain snatchin', ain't into smackin' a wife Fan supportin' don't never ask him the If you new you can't afford it, you better advice Stick to the point if I ever had me a Y'all gas better hope I don't ever have me a Meth, not the type for the pipe But the when you feel it you know I'm doing it right You I spit it but hate to love to admit it They criticizing the lyrics, guess a critic, look I push the while rappers is pushing gimmicks I use it to my pen and then add it to the premise hook Yah, talk about it and I still live it without a shovel and still diggin' It's always been the struggle, y'all just didn't get it My hood trouble, if y'al don't live here don't visit
of us poppin' pain, sellin' drugs in the rain I don't money, neck chills in the frost money, maintain and build me a train Rollin' Buddha, ice cooler, Goose, and a big Ruger Most of us poppin' pain, sellin' in the rain I don't money, neck chills in the frost Make money, and build me a train Rollin' Buddha, ice cooler, Goose, and a big Ruger
And do you the penalty for that? What The penalty is death and there is no
me bad Face emerge, blood in the Switchblade, raid, drugs on the glass villains, hunchback, gun for the killin' Suitcase, FBI a bug on the millions Shoot-outs, hang glides on the ride assassins, cocaine's inside Fat man with the pinky laughin' Movin' the static traffic The hoss, called The Dragon His head's bald, enemies are His are claws, cigar's lit, targets are hit His is fit with the largest tits Through the fog, sit Helicopters over Scuba divers dig for The zoo are tigers, pits, and The bets, Threats, wear wires, shooters was hired
Most of us pain, sellin' drugs in the rain I don't sweat money, neck chills in the Make money, maintain and build me a Rollin' Buddha, ice cooler, Grey Goose, and a big Most of us poppin' pain, sellin' drugs in the I sweat money, neck chills in the frost money, maintain and build me a train Rollin' Buddha, ice cooler, Goose, and a big Ruger
Like a astoundin', pound grounds like mountains Bouncin', be the nigga, pounds and ounces like cursive, my verses birth inertia Converge and surge, hurt and ya Philosophical, spit prodigal, son Known to bust a clip and swift kick right at opticals In a hot red tube I split particles, follicles hit with nautical drifts, spark up the spliff Chris Samurai, mesmerized, cleaner than sanitize You fantasize, real, show it more if I pantomime Bronx symphony, stomp lyrically, chomp MCs Earn mine, wouldn't give you niggas my sympathies Feelin' me? Said you me, you niggas feelin' heat Brave hearted, you leave departed Hawk's enemies Marvel, marvelous, my art is If you the nicest, you a target, bitch
We the first that did that. I don't give a what nobody say bring it back a little bit
Most of us poppin' pain, sellin' drugs in the I sweat money, neck chills in the frost money, maintain and build me a train Rollin' Buddha, ice cooler, Grey Goose, and a big Most of us poppin' pain, sellin' drugs in the I sweat money, neck chills in the frost Make money, and build me a train Rollin' Buddha, ice cooler, Goose, and a big Ruger
Are you kidding? I don't necce? brutal. You deserve to be Well, I'd like to see you try You think this is going to out? It isn't going to be quite so easy. He who will be killed. who kill will have to be killed Wh-what