2000, no mercy for the new millennium It's Victory or Death, I'm tha in this bitch Mothafuckaz talkin' 'bout and shit And who bit what and who made what, nigga fuck all y'all I'm finna set this shit off like here
Chi murderous Mob Gothic Hard knock it me tha mothafuckin' ammunition I'll cock it Respected like I'm one of prophets Gotta put it down for legit and you don't think
That I'll it annihilate that nigga 'Cause like a I was sacrificed For this verbal murder imprisoned by my hunger to succeed By the I be driven
No shakin', no shiverin', get your shit to Reciting street literature, I spit tha creed Now who them talkin' 'bout bitin' Go get me the of my trunk-I'm finna buss
Y'all run punk Fuck you got your style from I be the one the track and I'm murderin' I'm in the middle of killin' 'em off the guns dump
With a young pump two to the brain don't harm me You're fuckin' every party, you wont startle You're the harder crew of lyrical Turnin' like you to microscopic particles
To hype, to stop it the modules on control Ride out on niggas-bitches-ho's Ain't takin' no titles I instantly bruise soul Talkin' shit to me, trigger vicious flows
Get to rippin' my clothes and start snappin' I'm shit up the nose, and catchin' convulsions Till I'm trembling no surrendering shootin' and Knockin' out like Benalyn
Reminiscin' on that adrenaline, oh, now you Overdose 'em on poisonous poetry the west to the wild y'all Gangbagin' like Gotti, tha party up shockin' your body doin' it Kami Kaze style y'all
'Cause it's 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 got family to feed it's
'Cause it's victory or death nigga, better out the way my adrenaline pumpin' or you can get a (Click-clock-blast) Die die no makin' me bleed 'cause I've got family to feed it's
I would die before I can't prosper I'm a mobsta Won't ballin', because it's meant to be, It's victory or I gotta hustle till I'm gone
I would rather die before I prosper I'm a mobsta Won't ballin', because it's meant to be, It's victory or death I gotta hustle till I'm
To all the folks and the The bloods and the crips and every ward roll You go for what you know If it's get low
When you get to the let it flow Make these niggaz in the door Make a mothafucka bleed for you need 'Cause the families 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 take heed and realize Signs of the times, by yo nine out for tha haters and write yo' rhymes
But the industry is set up to fuck you so you be on the grind be one of the blind gotta stay alert And put in work 'cause is almost up Twistas, hurricanes, and volcanoes
So we can't stop the I'm killin' my enemy, breakin' 'em off and not a fuck And I pray to the my soul to keep i go to the sky
Thank you from savin' me a torturous life of hell But hile I'm here I'm straight ballin' until I die Let's better years, feel the blood sweat and the tears Organize, I'll sit back and a Philly witcha
Never of my peers, I only got federal fears And I'm to put it down for my city nigga And when we get of this indo Hydroponics and chronic up ya doors and tha window
Better go and call up kinfolks 'Cause the riders that's down with mob Will murder when the blow Don't know you info
We bring terror in apocalyptic era Of we headin' in And the only way we can is if we come hard And to be gods instead of men
it's 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 me bleed 'cause I've got family to feed it's
'Cause it's victory or 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 got family to feed it's
I would rather die I can't prosper I'm a mobsta Won't stop ballin', because it's to be, It's victory or death I gotta till I'm gone
I would rather die before I can't I'm a mobsta Won't stop ballin', because it's to be, It's victory or death I gotta hustle till I'm