Ayo, I been spittin' this rap shit for too To let y'all heads get me hot under my collar songs And don't get it twisted My Force practice Operation Lockdown And don't you clowns ever it
The other half'll feel my brother's wrath that we break And always been the type to take you there like Staples Blow spots with no glock, the show when domes pop You should of stayed ass home bop, you got a flow, not
I set it off on a like the Sentinel 'Cause I was to do, murder the crew sayin' I'm merciful I a few, journals in my nocturnal state Blaze an inferno, watch niggas just cremate
Too to run and turn to Rev. Run blessin' the section, givin' them niggas quick trips to Heaven Straight murder with the unheard-a, that you never pursue the issue
The ninth thought as to rip the bits 'n' kibbles I kick ass than a little, my rhyme riddle Your mind's a dead when I hit you Doin' like I should do, bringin' to my acquittal
Wit no discrepancy, I rip MC no referee Devil tested me, let him get the best of me Wit accuracy, I'll an MC Spittin' like I the M-1 from the M-P
Wit no apology, on your property, causing atrocity At a rapid velocity, artillery, military anatomy After you battle me call me your majesty for The art of fastening, grappling, locking down this rapping
the majority, bomb with authority More than minority, S-T got since knowledge and quality With college
out to all the enemy, we killin' all a dem Kill out to all the enemy, don't matter if it's or friend
Doc ain't but the truth, 100% when I get bent It's that I'm mad, forget I'm blind, deaf, and mute To all you shit poppers, put your money where your at I roll wit bank stoppers, five-foot Reps who ass
Erases coppers, it's mandatory, that D O C shittin' Laws and lows to keep you on my di-dick My foes stay foes so all you need to quit it Doc shines, hot lines, and come and get it
And one false move, I'm guaranteed to be Aiyyo, we gang bangin, through the tri-state Act up, my MFC have to bury ya Ain't nuttin scarier, than a five-foot eight
Holding the big toast, make yo chest piece I cut niggas like class and glass from dirty through these streets high-speed at full throttle Ghetto role models, so what the fuck y'all me
Misdemeanor cats wit raps, wannabe sellin trees man, I smoke too much I lay my raps, get my traps, then I the dutch Y'all niggas too much, about the shit you got I hope the money save that ass the shit get hot
It's Lidu
Many think I ain't got it in me 'cause I'm It could be because I'm But fuck you up like Henny and Remmy If any of trash, I'll scream, "Gimme"
To any who make it hard to get away like Tim or Semi-auto, with a swift into your track, it And creeps morse code, I'm smoke signals That's how my be
Tactics, I crack piece are Ask peeps, what kinda drama do the Bummy Jab He'll tell ya, the boy 'cause straight Heltah I got the block and hot like your beyotch when I felt her
So don't wit my head, got static I'm buckin' you dead I'll bend your body like Adjustable Bed Fuck what you said, for y'all I got nuttin' but And stop fuckin' askin' me why cut his dreads up in the air, we buckin' from here to where you rest at In a jet black, expedition fishin' to get some get
Kill out to all our enemies, we all a dem Kill out to all our enemies, no if it's enemy or friend
My militant mind's impervious to Maintain in the rank, in this division Killa in collision The scene get bloody, two teams with one mission
I stomps through the slums of mother Medina weed to stack funds for my mother Dina Rustee Jux-man, Brooklyn Some say it's rap, some say legendary
The pack that run with me, attack with swiftly My young legion niggas got on one-fifty Cold mashin', straight blastin', steady I to large drug dealin' from petty robbin'
it's the five-eight, hands I'm holdin' brothers for ransom Operation generation down to the seeds of grandson And blow off like a handgun, hittin' at random Damn son, got for thugs singin' my anthem
I amp them, spittin' my raps Forever clappin' the that's bitin' like he Dracula You see what happens to all of these fake fashioners I bring disaster to niggas claimin' they done mastered the
Art, the next on my chart to mark You know I swim wit the shark, why y'all niggas start Big gram and knee low, on the d-low black in the back of the fat Ex-P-O
Well it's the lazy-eye criminal, baby nines the In the gat cabin, Tek we make it You just rappin, bitch get bitch smacked when You start yappin, get your shine for flashin'
Straight extorted, an IRS audit You never gonna that gun, so why you bought it?
See you came home frolic, but you show love Like the try to get close and lay down bugs Try to but got schemed on, you had to lay Didn't know niggas got Desert E's and
Me and my crew ride up and down St. James like a pack of Great Ain't shit changed, see niggas take your gold frames Spit in face and I'm a have to smack flames Out your ass for tryin to and plus play games (Word up)
We ain't Connecticut, ain't sweatin' it up your bags bitch, come with some better shit Son them niggas probably home right now, for regretting it I don't want to be y'all, when we see y'all I'm it
Niggas on my so much I brought a saddle We can it to the streets (Word up, up) your heat, battle
For seven-forty Beamer, wit your shorty Kima in it If you platinum you can drive me through while I hit it Everywhere I go, I let 'em Starang's the shit
Over three-hundred fans and ain't never had a hit William H. is the name, the click Y'all niggas takin' us Y'all smokin' the shit
Retreat, retreat, all pussy boys, Magnum come to take over Retreat, retreat, all boys, retreat Magnum come to take over
SEAN P, you better recognize, I be guys cockroaches still breathin' up your pesticides Like D-Con, see Sean be on shit from day one guns at funny style niggas who actin' gay son
Ruck made the paper, you could to page one Butt-fuckin your chick wit a gauge son Who said that? Ruck said wack shit, dead that For the headcrack, leave your lumpy like Craig Mack
I read that, niggas beef aiyyo so get back in? person cause I'm hurtin' niggas who said that You fuckin' wet back, you wit the fuck med's pack Then sex at, the same place I park my Lex at
The black gene, green socks the fans quick like servin' fiend rock Understand the scene is locked, when you dead Hit em in the throat, ride 'em like the jet colt
Through the jungle, it's another when I set it so free And flee from his body to the OGC I never heard of that nigga, in the first I hit him in the worst place, hid the
Need a replacement killa, hustle shit so I'm a drug dealer So for real-a, on point wit the nine give a nigga guillotine shit Heads come off the wit one stroke
Two tokes the mack tilly a mothafucker two to the belly Stop, look and acting like the shot from ass whippin' Nigga, why you trippin', start slippin' now Fool keep
It's not over, not over, oh oh
Yo it was on to the next ink on a page, hostile rage No sugar and sour lemonade Bing came to me in a he said "come clean"
So I and praise, I'm on my way Gat and pick out the gate I see yo say, "You back up on your duty?" Yo my mouth spittin' arson, new shit is
But shit changed, you know your range, beg your pardon like Marv, I'm on the job First rob and mothafuckers licked the knob Be like that, I clap back time I it deeply, for my niggas I left behind
I rep for mine, son feel the shine say no names 'cause all my niggas is on my mind Yo I'm all me sonny, hand me money Ha, ha, and yo' ass here to poppa