2000, no mothafuckin' mercy for the new It's or Death, I'm tha Twista 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 off like this here
Chi towns murderous Mob Hard knock it me tha mothafuckin' ammunition I'll cock it Respected like I'm one of Gods Gotta put it down for ballaz and you don't think
That rock it annihilate that nigga 'Cause like a I was sacrificed For this verbal murder religion by my hunger to succeed By the I be driven
No shakin', no shiverin', get your to bleed Reciting literature, shall I spit tha creed Now who them mothafuckaz 'bout bitin' Go get me the pump-out of my trunk-I'm buss
Y'all run punk Fuck where you got your from I be the one the track and I'm murderin' I'm in the middle of 'em off when the guns dump
a young pump two to the brain don't even harm me You're every party, you wont even startle You're the harder of lyrical giants mothafuckaz 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 to me, trigger vicious flows
Get to rippin' my and start snappin' like I'm Sniffin' shit up the nose, and convulsions I'm trembling no surrendering start shootin' and Knockin' mothafuckaz out Benalyn
Reminiscin' on that adrenaline, oh, now you Overdose 'em on poisonous poetry from the west to the wild Gangbagin' Gotti, rockin' tha party Straight up shockin' body doin' it Kami Kaze style y'all
'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 got family to feed it's
'Cause victory or death nigga, better stay out the way When my adrenaline 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 rather die I can't prosper I'm a mobsta stop ballin', because it's meant to be, It's victory or death I gotta hustle I'm gone
I would rather die before I can't prosper I'm a Won't stop ballin', because it's to be, It's victory or death I gotta hustle till I'm
To all the and the lords The bloods and the crips and every ward roll You gotta go for what you If it's get low
you get to the calico let it flow Make niggaz know in the door Make a bleed for what you need 'Cause the families gotta eat in the last days it's and greed
Luv to the Gov's, B.M.'s, field marshals, and the chief Soldiers we better heed and realize Signs of the times, stand by yo Watch out for tha haters and yo' rhymes
But the industry is set up to you so you better be on the grind Don't be one of the gotta stay alert And put in work 'cause is almost up Twistas, hurricanes, and erupt
So we can't the struggle I'm my enemy, breakin' 'em off and not givin' 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 hile I'm here I'm straight legit ballin' I die better these years, feel the blood sweat and the tears Organize, I'll sit and smoke a Philly witcha
Never scared of my peers, I got federal fears And I'm known to put it down for my nigga And when we get of this indo and chronic lock up ya doors and tha window
Better go and up your kinfolks 'Cause the that's down with this mob Will when the wind blow know what you info
We bring terror in apocalyptic era Of we headin' in And the way we can survive is if we come hard And strive to be instead of men
'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 I've got family to feed it's
'Cause victory 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
I would rather die I can't prosper I'm a mobsta Won't ballin', because it's meant to be, victory or death I gotta hustle till I'm gone
I rather die before 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