Uhh, my turn, y'know what I mean? Get this motherfuckin' money y'know, Yeah, I went double, Niggaz triple, five, ten platinum do what I do This is my game, this is me,
Yo, my turn, I demand my respect Give me my or get slammed in your neck 'Cause my turn I'ma reach to the top Gimme my burn, I'ma speak the glock 'Cause my turn, don't make me turn your wig my burn, don't make me burn yo' crib I'ma rhyme it right and keep the ghetto in a But when the time is right, me and the Devil gonna
Fuck you and yours, way, I'm comin' through the door And screw the law, the rules ain't nothin' new at all I'm true to all the shit that I done, the clip in my gun Respect the click that I'm or get lifted and stunned Dunn, you just a small fry, fuckin' the fall guy Big Pun, The Honorable, all Sky's the limit, nuttin' if my guys is in it For the right price, even Christ get it
Fast life we live it, all my memories are I remember only That's how I mentally get rid of all the The spirits definitely mimic my every melody And which so heavenly rhythmic In magic do I but math do be equally compatible And secretively battle you to my peak in equilateral I'm from the streets deep in the bottom yo ain't no Mario Official Bronx niggaz, quick to yo' mother
Yo, my turn, I demand my respect me my burn or get slammed in your neck 'Cause it's my I'ma reach to the top Gimme my burn, speak with the glock 'Cause it's my turn, don't make me your wig my burn, don't make me burn yo' crib I'ma rhyme it right and the ghetto in a trance But when the is right, me and the Devil gonna dance
Jesus H. Christ, how times I gotta pay the price? You to death I'll make you twice as afraid of life I bring sight to the game for every you complained You couldn't see the light, I was bright in brain the flame, keepin' your third lid Speak and with the mind What are blind sleep till they shit
I'm earth and fire, the first one to fire Reppin' T. Squad since birth till I I wire your jaw, wire the walls with explosives And riot the halls at the where all the crackers live Keep flappin' yo' gibs and I'ma back with those kids From the of the bridge I think two and means tackle the bitch
I rap for the chips but I'm assassin' Four hundred pounds, six feet tall, handsome That's the pro, got with pun, you gots to go Mafia style, you a new asshole Flash your but you too cool for the captain 'Cause I don't give a if I was quadruply platinum And to the 50 Cent rapper, very funny, get nut off 'Cause in real life, you know I'll your motherfuckin' head off
my motherfuckin' word, you understand? Thought we was a fuckin' joke, Terror Squad nigga, you know me You don't my name, don't say it, you understand? Told you before I ain't no motherfuckin' understand?
Shit, I don't make no songs about rappers I don't If I'ma a song It's be how I beat yo' motherfuckin' ass understand? That'll be the of the motherfucker That's why I had to beat your ass Tony Sunshine, T. Squaders, T. Squaders, T. Squaders
Yo, my turn, I demand my respect Give me my burn or get slammed in your 'Cause my turn, I'ma reach to the top Gimme my burn, I'ma speak with the 'Cause my turn, don't make me turn your wig my burn, don't make me burn yo' crib I'ma rhyme it and keep the ghetto in a trance But when the time is right, me and the Devil dance