2000, no mercy for the new millennium It's Victory or Death, I'm tha Twista in bitch Mothafuckaz talkin' 'bout and shit And who bit what and who made what, fuck all y'all styles I'm set this shit off like this here
Chi towns murderous Mob Hard knock it give me tha mothafuckin' ammunition I'll it Respected like I'm one of Gods Gotta put it down for legit ballaz and you think
That I'll it annihilate that nigga 'Cause a lamb I was sacrificed For this verbal murder religion by my hunger to succeed By the heart I be
No shakin', no shiverin', get shit to bleed Reciting street literature, I spit tha creed Now who them mothafuckaz 'bout bitin' Go get me the pump-out of my trunk-I'm finna
Y'all run punk Fuck where you got style from I be the one Rippin' the track and I'm I'm in the middle of killin' 'em off the guns dump
a young pump two to the brain don't even harm me You're fuckin' every party, you wont startle You're the harder of lyrical giants Turnin' mothafuckaz like you to particles
To hype, to it the modules on cruise control out on these niggas-bitches-ho's Ain't takin' no titles I bruise your soul Talkin' that shit to me, trigger vicious
Get to rippin' my clothes and snappin' like I'm Sniffin' up the nose, and catchin' convulsions Till I'm trembling no surrendering shootin' and Knockin' out like Benalyn
Reminiscin' on adrenaline, oh, now you rememberin' Overdose 'em on poisonous poetry the west to the wild y'all like Gotti, rockin' tha party Straight up shockin' your body doin' it Kami style y'all
'Cause it's or death nigga, better stay out the way my adrenaline pumpin' or you can get a (Click-clock-blast) Die die Ain't no makin' me bleed 'cause I've got family to it's
'Cause it's victory or death nigga, better out the way When my pumpin' or you can get a (Click-clock-blast) Die die Ain't no makin' me bleed I've got family to feed it's
I would rather die I can't prosper I'm a mobsta Won't stop ballin', because meant to be, victory or death I gotta hustle till I'm gone
I would rather die before I can't prosper I'm a stop ballin', because it's meant to be, It's victory or I gotta hustle till I'm gone
To all the and the lords The bloods and the crips and every let's roll You gotta go for what you If it's get low
When you get to the let it flow Make these know in the door a mothafucka bleed for what you need 'Cause the gotta eat in the last days it's hatred and greed
Luv to the Gov's, B.M.'s, field marshals, elites and the Soldiers we better take and realize of the times, stand by yo nine Watch out for tha and write yo' rhymes
But the industry is set up to fuck you so you better be on the Don't be one of the blind gotta stay And put in work time is almost up Twistas, hurricanes, and erupt
So we can't stop the I'm killin' my enemy, breakin' 'em off and not a fuck And I pray to the Lord my soul to i go to the sky
Thank you from savin' me form a life of hell But I'm here I'm straight legit ballin' until I die Let's better these years, feel the blood and the tears Organize, sit back and smoke a Philly witcha
Never scared of my peers, I only got federal And I'm to put it down for my city nigga And when we get full of indo and chronic lock up ya doors and tha window
Better go and call up your 'Cause the riders that's down with mob Will murder when the wind Don't what you info
We bring in this apocalyptic era Of we headin' in And the only way we can survive is if we come And strive to be gods of men
'Cause it's or death nigga, better stay out the way When my pumpin' or you can get a (Click-clock-blast) Die die Ain't no makin' me bleed 'cause I've got family to feed
'Cause victory or death nigga, better stay out the way When my adrenaline or you can get a (Click-clock-blast) Die die Ain't no makin' me bleed 'cause I've got family to feed
I would rather die before I can't I'm a mobsta Won't stop ballin', because meant to be, It's or death I gotta hustle till I'm gone
I would rather die before I prosper I'm a mobsta stop ballin', because it's meant to be, It's victory or death I gotta till I'm gone