Holy Christ, I leave rappers' as cold as ice I'm like a poltergeist I strike, turnin' men to mice the law, city urban tower without a four Bringin' the raw homicidal that clear the floor
Niggas thought they seen the last of Project poet Whose status is never to clappin' clips Have to black-on-black some shit, accentes
Life luxury [unverified] it Runnin' drugs and dealers Thugs and killers, in villas Black gorillas and million billers
Microphone nemesis, murder Lyricists get dissed, dismissed, off the premises Poetically mugged, incredibly steadily, thoroughly
Clippin' you somethin' Keith Nut, one of the to go One of the last to One of the last niggas to
Now who niggas that be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas that be dues? (Keith Nut) Now who them that be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, day one holdin' it down
Now who them niggas that be breakin' (T Squad) Now who niggas that be payin' dues? ('Geaddon) Now who them niggas that be the town? Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it
I'm to reclaim my respect Reppin' the set that be bangin' my TS, the God's medaillon, and begets Alone and wet I my own Tec
Ever had beef 'geadd and hold no regrets Then you was no I go to death Blessed with heed and drop a gem On your melon so hard it make you
And my plot's greed, my theme's My climax is when the heat the burner me the wings to go further Nigga, the century's turnin' and I went out of
You think you hard, .44 blast It clouds concentration Again, think about it, before my gun And kill everything 'em even if you bought the album
Enforce the power with guns, dollars and Start a baby apocalypse my .44 [unverified] spit in and out your skin, breakin' through sound and wind Piercin' the meat and [unverified] out again
Now who them niggas that be rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas that be payin' (Keith Nut) Now who them that be roamin' the town? a pound, since day one holdin' it down
Now who them niggas that be rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas that be payin' ('Geaddon) Now who them that be roamin' the town? a pound, since day one holdin' it down
Next nigga gonna meet the demons for his mama grievin' When I squeeze the Desert and cease his breathin' Wreck your set, the average rapper wish for death
him at the chest Bless him the Wesson Hope you got your Keith's the last to
The to gasp for breath Send you on a crash course to death I blast the Tec Terror known for fillin' cavities gradually Stackin g's, sippin D'Acquerys, happily rapidly
I don't give a fuck, all I do with my life was pitch my luck Act sheist when they at us the price when you cruise a truck And I'd advise you to analyze us, out who you can trust
Rival me memorize the eyes of the dudes you bust You never know it's over up out of the tomb and dust The movin' slug was smoothly
you recognized who he was And I recognize [unverified] for doin' the shit that does My cats shoot them slug Send them right through yo mug
Now who them that be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who niggas that be payin' dues? (Keith Nut) Now who them niggas that be the town? Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it
Now who them that be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas that be payin' ('Geaddon) Now who them niggas that be the town? a pound, since day one holdin' it down