Holy Christ, I leave rappers' as cold as ice I'm like a poltergeist I strike, turnin' men to mice Breakin' the law, city tower without a four Bringin' the raw lyrics 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, attractive
Life luxury [unverified] it Runnin' with drugs and and killers, slugs in villas Black gorillas and dollar billers
Microphone nemesis, affiliate Lyricists get dissed, dismissed, thrown off the Poetically mugged, pedigree's steadily, thoroughly
Clippin' you terribly Nut, one of the last to go One of the last to One of the last niggas to
Now who them niggas that be rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas that be dues? (Keith Nut) Now who niggas that be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, since day one it down
Now who them that be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas be payin' dues? ('Geaddon) Now who them niggas that be the town? Blowin' a pound, day one holdin' it down
I'm here to reclaim my Reppin' the set that be my chest TS, the medaillon, tombstone and begets and wet I blow my own Tec
Ever had beef with 'geadd and hold no Then you was no threat I go to Blessed with God's heed and a gem On your so hard it make you knock-knee
And my plot's greed, my murder My climax is when the heat the burner Blast me the wings to go Nigga, the turnin' and I went out of patience
You you hard, that .44 blast It clouds concentration Again, think it, before my gun hollers And kill everything 'em even if you bought the album
Enforce the power with guns, dollars and Start a baby when my .44 [unverified] spit Pops in and out your skin, breakin' through sound and Piercin' the meat and [unverified] out again
Now who them that be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas that be dues? (Keith Nut) Now who them niggas that be 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 payin' ('Geaddon) Now who them that be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, since day one it down
Next nigga treason's meet the demons Left for his grievin' When I squeeze the Desert and cease 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 cavities gradually g's, sippin D'Acquerys, livin' happily rapidly
I don't give a fuck, all I could do with my was pitch my luck Act when they look at us That's the price you cruise 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 never when it's over Rise up out of the and dust The slug was smoothly touched
Before you who he was And I recognize [unverified] for doin' the shit stupid does My cats gon' shoot slug Send them right through yo mug
Now who them that be breakin' rules? (T Squad) Now who them niggas that be payin' (Keith Nut) Now who them niggas that be roamin' the Blowin' a pound, day one holdin' it down
Now who them niggas that be rules? (T Squad) Now who niggas that be payin' dues? ('Geaddon) Now who them niggas be roamin' the town? Blowin' a pound, since day one it down