Holy Christ, I leave souls as cold as ice I'm like a poltergeist when I strike, turnin' men to Breakin' the law, city urban without a four the raw homicidal lyrics that clear the floor
Niggas thought they the last of this Project assassinist Whose status is never havin' to clips Have to black-on-black some shit, accentes
Life luxury [unverified] it with 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 terribly Nut, one of the last to go One of the last to 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 that be roamin' the Blowin' a pound, day one holdin' it down
Now who niggas that be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas be payin' dues? ('Geaddon) Now who niggas that be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, day one holdin' it down
I'm to reclaim my respect Reppin' the set be bangin' my chest TS, the God's medaillon, and begets Alone and wet I my own Tec
Ever had with 'geadd and hold no regrets you was no threat I go to death Blessed with God's and drop a gem On your melon so it make you knock-knee
And my plot's greed, my theme's My climax is the heat from the burner Blast me the to go further Nigga, the turnin' and I went out of patience
You think you hard, .44 blast It clouds your Again, think about it, my gun hollers And kill around 'em even 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' sound and wind Piercin' the meat and [unverified] back out
Now who them niggas that be rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas that be payin' (Keith Nut) Now who them niggas be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, day one holdin' it down
Now who niggas that be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas that be dues? ('Geaddon) Now who them that be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it
Next treason's gonna meet the demons for his mama grievin' When I squeeze the Desert Eag' and his breathin' Wreck your set, make the average wish for death
Clap him at the Bless him the Wesson you got your vest Keith's the to test
The to gasp for breath Send you on a crash course to when I blast the Tec Terror faculty known for fillin' gradually Stackin g's, sippin D'Acquerys, livin' happily
I don't give a fuck, all I could do with my was pitch my luck Act sheist they look at us That's the price when you a truck And I'd advise you to analyze us, out who you can trust
Rival me plus memorize the eyes of the dudes you You know when it's over Rise up out of the and dust The movin' slug was smoothly
you recognized who he was And I recognize [unverified] for the shit that stupid does My cats shoot them slug Send them right through yo mug
Now who niggas that be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas be payin' dues? (Keith Nut) Now who them niggas that be roamin' the 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 that be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it