Holy Christ, I leave rappers' souls as as ice I'm like a poltergeist when I strike, men to mice the law, city urban tower without a four Bringin' the raw homicidal lyrics clear the floor
thought they seen the last of this Project poet status is never havin' to clappin' clips Have to black-on-black some shit, accentes
Life luxury crackin' it Runnin' with drugs and and killers, slugs in villas Black gorillas and million dollar
Microphone nemesis, murder Lyricists get dissed, dismissed, off the premises Poetically mugged, incredibly Movin' steadily,
Clippin' you somethin' Nut, one of the last to go One of the to flow One of the niggas to blow
Now who niggas that be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas be payin' dues? (Keith Nut) Now who them niggas be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it
Now who them niggas be breakin' 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 it down
I'm here to reclaim my Reppin' the set be bangin' my chest TS, the medaillon, tombstone 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 heed and a gem On your so hard it make you knock-knee
And my greed, my theme's murder My climax is when the heat the burner Blast me the to go further Nigga, the century's turnin' and I went out of
You think you hard, that .44 It clouds concentration Again, think it, before my gun hollers And kill everything around 'em even if you bought the
Enforce the power with guns, dollars and Start a baby apocalypse when my .44 [unverified] Pops in and out your skin, breakin' through sound and the meat and [unverified] back out again
Now who them niggas that be rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas that be dues? (Keith Nut) Now who them that be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it
Now who them that be breakin' rules? (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
Next nigga treason's gonna meet the for his mama grievin' When I the Desert Eag' and cease his breathin' your set, make the average rapper wish for death
Clap him at the Bless him the Wesson you got your vest Keith's the to test
The last to gasp for Send you on a crash course to death I blast the Tec Terror faculty known for fillin' gradually Stackin g's, sippin D'Acquerys, happily rapidly
I don't give a fuck, all I could do my life was pitch my luck Act sheist they look at us That's the price when you a truck And I'd advise you to us, find out who you can trust
me plus memorize the eyes of the dudes you bust You never know it's over Rise up out of the and dust The movin' was smoothly touched
Before you who he was And I recognize [unverified] for doin' the that stupid does My cats gon' shoot them Send them right through yo mug
Now who them niggas be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas that be payin' (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 niggas be payin' dues? ('Geaddon) Now who niggas that be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, since day one it down