Uhh, my turn, y'know what I mean? Get this motherfuckin' y'know, shit Yeah, I went double, goin triple, five, ten platinum Can't do I do This is my game, is me, y'know?
Yo, it's my turn, I demand my Give me my burn or get slammed in neck 'Cause my turn I'ma reach to the top Gimme my burn, I'ma speak the glock 'Cause it's my turn, don't me turn your wig Gimme my burn, don't make me yo' crib I'ma rhyme it right and the ghetto in a trance But when the time is right, me and the gonna dance
you and yours, make way, I'm comin' through the door And screw the law, breakin' the ain't nothin' new at all I'm true to all the shit that I done, the clip in my gun the click that I'm from or get lifted and stunned Dunn, you a small fry, fuckin' with the fall guy Big Pun, The Honorable, all Sky's the limit, less if my guys is in it For the price, even Christ could get it
Fast life we live it, all my are vivid I remember only how I mentally get rid of all the enemies The spirits that definitely my every melody And lyric which so rhythmic In magic do I build but math do be equally 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, it's my turn, I demand my me my burn or get slammed in your neck 'Cause my turn I'ma reach to the top Gimme my burn, I'ma speak with the 'Cause it's my turn, don't me turn your wig Gimme my burn, don't make me burn yo' I'ma rhyme it right and the ghetto in a trance But the time is right, me and the Devil gonna dance
H. Christ, how many times I gotta pay the price? You scared to I'll make you twice as afraid of life I bring sight to the for every night 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 worth
I'm earth wind and fire, the one to fire Reppin' T. since birth till I retire I your jaw, wire the walls with plastique explosives And riot the halls at the malls all the crackers live Keep flappin' yo' gibs and I'ma come back with kids From the of the bridge I two and touch means tackle the bitch
I rap for the chips but I'm truly hundred pounds, six feet tall, brutally 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 give a fuck if I was quadruply platinum And to the 50 Cent rapper, very funny, get nut off in real life, you don't know I'll blow your head off
That's my word, you understand? Thought we was a fuckin' joke, Terror Squad nigga, you know me You know my name, don't say it, you understand? Told you before I ain't no motherfuckin' rapper
Shit, I make no songs about rappers I don't like If make a song It's gonna be how I beat yo' ass understand? That'll be the of the motherfucker That's why I had to beat motherfuckin' ass Featuring Sunshine, T. Squaders, T. Squaders, T. Squaders
Yo, it's my turn, I demand my Give me my or get slammed in your neck 'Cause it's my turn, reach to the top Gimme my burn, I'ma speak with the 'Cause it's my turn, don't me turn your wig Gimme my burn, don't make me yo' crib I'ma rhyme it and keep the ghetto in a trance But when the is right, me and the Devil gonna dance