2000, no mercy for the new millennium It's Victory or Death, I'm tha in this bitch Mothafuckaz 'bout styles and shit And who bit what and who made what, fuck all y'all styles I'm finna set this shit off like this
Chi murderous Mob Gothic Hard knock it give me tha mothafuckin' ammunition cock it Respected I'm one of Gods prophets Gotta put it down for legit ballaz and you think
That I'll rock it annihilate that 'Cause a lamb I was sacrificed For this verbal religion imprisoned by my hunger to succeed By the heart I be
No shakin', no shiverin', get your shit to Reciting street literature, I spit tha creed Now who them mothafuckaz talkin' 'bout Go get me the pump-out of my trunk-I'm buss
better run punk Fuck you got your style from I be the one the track and I'm murderin' I'm in the of killin' 'em off when the guns dump
With a young pump two to the don't even harm me You're every party, you wont even startle You're the harder crew of giants Turnin' like you to microscopic particles
To hype, to stop it the modules on cruise out on these niggas-bitches-ho's Ain't takin' no titles I instantly bruise your Talkin' that shit to me, vicious flows
Get to my clothes and start snappin' like I'm shit up the nose, and catchin' convulsions Till I'm no surrendering start shootin' and Knockin' out like Benalyn
Reminiscin' on that adrenaline, oh, now you Overdose 'em on poisonous poetry from the to the wild y'all Gangbagin' Gotti, rockin' tha party Straight up shockin' your body doin' it Kami style y'all
'Cause it's victory or 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 to feed 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 'cause got family to feed it's
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 I'm gone
I would die before 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
To all the and the lords The bloods and the and every ward let's roll You go for what you know If it's get low
When you get to the calico let it Make these know in the door Make a mothafucka bleed for you need 'Cause the families gotta eat in the last days it's hatred and
Luv to the Gov's, B.M.'s, field marshals, elites and the Soldiers we better take heed and of the times, stand by yo nine Watch out for tha haters and write yo'
But the is set up to fuck you so you better be on the grind Don't be one of the gotta stay alert And put in work 'cause time is up Twistas, hurricanes, and erupt
So we stop the struggle I'm killin' my enemy, 'em off and not givin' a fuck And I pray to the my soul to keep i go to the sky
Thank you from savin' me form a torturous of hell But hile I'm I'm straight legit ballin' until I die Let's better these years, feel the sweat and the tears Organize, I'll sit back and smoke a witcha
Never scared of my peers, I only got fears And I'm known to put it for my city nigga And when we get full of this Hydroponics and lock up ya doors and tha window
Better go and up your kinfolks 'Cause the riders that's with this mob Will murder when the blow Don't what you info
We bring in this apocalyptic era Of Armageddon we in And the way we can survive is if we come hard And strive to be gods of men
'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 to feed it's
'Cause it's victory or 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 I've got family to feed it's
I would rather die before I can't I'm a mobsta Won't ballin', because it's meant to be, It's or death I gotta hustle 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 I'm gone