Holy Christ, I leave rappers' souls as as ice I'm a poltergeist when I strike, turnin' men to mice Breakin' the law, city urban without a four Bringin' the raw homicidal lyrics clear the floor
Niggas they seen the last of this Project assassinist status is never havin' to clappin' clips Have to black-on-black some shit, attractive
Life luxury crackin' it Runnin' with drugs and Thugs and killers, slugs in Black gorillas and dollar billers
nemesis, murder affiliate Lyricists get dissed, dismissed, off the premises Poetically mugged, pedigree's Movin' steadily,
Clippin' you somethin' Nut, one of the last to go One of the to flow 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 niggas be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it
Now who them niggas that be breakin' (T Squad) Now who niggas that be payin' dues? ('Geaddon) Now who them niggas be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, day one holdin' it down
I'm here to reclaim my the set that be bangin' my chest TS, the God's medaillon, and begets and wet I blow my own Tec
Ever had beef 'geadd and hold no regrets Then you was no I go to death Blessed with God's and drop a gem On your melon so hard it make you
And my greed, my theme's murder My climax is when the from the burner Blast me the wings to go Nigga, the century's turnin' and I went out of
You think you hard, that .44 It your concentration Again, think about it, before my gun And kill everything around 'em if you bought the album
Enforce the power with guns, dollars and Start a apocalypse when my .44 [unverified] spit Pops in and out your skin, breakin' through and wind Piercin' the meat and back out again
Now who niggas that be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas be payin' dues? (Keith Nut) Now who them that be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it
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? Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it
nigga treason's gonna meet the demons Left for his mama When I squeeze the Desert Eag' and his breathin' Wreck set, make the average rapper wish for death
him at the chest Bless him the Wesson Hope you got your Keith's the to test
The to gasp for breath Send you on a course to death when I blast the Tec Terror faculty known for fillin' gradually Stackin g's, sippin D'Acquerys, livin' rapidly
I don't a fuck, all I could do with my life was pitch my luck Act sheist when they at us That's the price you cruise a truck And I'd you to analyze us, find out who you can trust
Rival me plus memorize the eyes of the you bust You know when it's over Rise up out of the tomb and The movin' slug was smoothly
you recognized who he was And I recognize [unverified] for doin' the shit stupid does My cats shoot them slug Send them things through yo mug
Now who them that be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas that be dues? (Keith Nut) Now who them niggas that be roamin' the a pound, since day one holdin' it down
Now who them niggas be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who them that be payin' dues? ('Geaddon) Now who them that be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, since day one it down