2000, no mercy for the new millennium It's Victory or Death, I'm tha Twista in this Mothafuckaz talkin' 'bout and shit And who bit what and who made what, nigga fuck all y'all I'm finna set shit off like this here
Chi towns murderous Mob Hard it give me tha mothafuckin' ammunition I'll cock it Respected like I'm one of prophets put it down for legit ballaz and you don't think
That I'll rock it annihilate nigga 'Cause like a I was sacrificed For this verbal murder imprisoned by my hunger to succeed By the heart I be
No shakin', no shiverin', get your shit to street literature, shall I spit tha creed Now who them talkin' 'bout bitin' Go get me the pump-out of my trunk-I'm finna
better run punk Fuck where you got your from I be the one the track and I'm murderin' I'm in the middle of killin' 'em off when the dump
With a pump two to the brain don't even harm me You're fuckin' every party, you even startle You're the crew of lyrical giants Turnin' mothafuckaz like you to microscopic
To hype, to it the modules on cruise control Ride out on niggas-bitches-ho's Ain't takin' no I instantly bruise your soul Talkin' that shit to me, trigger flows
Get to rippin' my clothes and snappin' like I'm shit up the nose, and catchin' convulsions Till I'm no surrendering start shootin' and mothafuckaz out like Benalyn
Reminiscin' on adrenaline, oh, now you rememberin' Overdose 'em on poisonous poetry from the to the wild y'all Gangbagin' like Gotti, tha party Straight up shockin' body doin' it Kami Kaze 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 I've got family to feed it's
'Cause victory 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
I rather die before I can't prosper I'm a mobsta stop ballin', because it's 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 Won't stop ballin', it's meant to be, It's victory or death I hustle till I'm gone
To all the folks and the The bloods and the crips and every let's 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 what you the families gotta eat in the last days it's hatred and greed
Luv to the Gov's, B.M.'s, marshals, elites and the chief Soldiers we take 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 fuck you so you be on the grind Don't be one of the blind stay alert And put in work time is almost up Twistas, hurricanes, and volcanoes
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 to keep i go to the sky
Thank you from savin' me form a torturous life of But I'm here I'm straight legit ballin' until I die Let's better these years, feel the blood sweat and the Organize, sit back and smoke a Philly 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 indo Hydroponics and chronic lock up ya doors and tha
Better go and up your kinfolks the riders that's down with this mob Will murder the wind blow Don't know what you
We bring terror in this era Of Armageddon we in And the only way we can survive is if we hard And strive to be instead of men
'Cause victory or death nigga, better stay out the way When my pumpin' or you can get a (Click-clock-blast) Die die no makin' me bleed 'cause I've 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 Ain't no me bleed 'cause I've got family to feed it's
I would die before I can't prosper I'm a mobsta stop ballin', because it's meant to be, It's victory or death I hustle till I'm gone
I rather die before I can't prosper I'm a mobsta Won't stop ballin', because meant to be, It's victory or death I gotta hustle I'm gone