Yo all I do is drop lethal, y'all my people Verbally it's a massacre, I'm sharper then shanks up in Choke them lethally till he Lifeless but step into this shit that's I cut the life force, now I'm on the course
I stifle, those pop shit but carry rifle, triflin' Yet I'm wise, every organized It's premeditated so recognize No escapin' the hell-a-coust, pay your toll, across And watch me test my burner on a
Homicidal, I used the vital when I step to It all down to my recital No time to waste, fill the base, I got ya in the suitcase Smilin' while I'm look at ya dead The cause of death still remains a mystery it's a
caught me cause the source had to flicker me Not at all the shame, no external, no blood stains Sharp to pierce the brain I got enough dope for your veins and Hand and chains nuthin' but pain
Nigga, you wreckgonize You better, Nigga, you better Nigga, you better wreckgonize,
Carlos, the head, is lurkin' Askin' for change nigga urkin' Ms.Elizabeth callin' out the to her husband Joe died a year ago and every day's the 4th of July
With the sparks in the sky at the gods as we get high your pleasure? Sippin' on the booze and the smoke the blunts The whole blunt, nuthin' but the
But the O in the projects, hit the heron Dozin' off in front of liquor through a plong Don't know how to act, Eve go to church But she still the cracks, praise to the lord, doin' bad
Spanish kids across the bridge popin on nes tabs Go to the bar the yay-yo Sniffin' with the lows, all red feyo And the ledge round the way, Yogi still smokes (Beetlejuice, be, beetlejuice, beetlejuice)
I guess lesson wasn't delivered When Chip and Elah took that long walk in the a 95, we got the 9 25's, 3 8 10, 2 4 4's Make a nigga hesitate, if you don't know the date
Nigga, you better You better, Nigga, you better Nigga, you better wreckgonize,
In violence is my reality Some tend to talk me but to it's just fallacy True lies, you kick stories on the street That was true, twisted up and say it was you
But me, I'm representin' while my peeps puff herb, Dropin' bombs like a Boznian, Serb's my It no deeper, I bet the Grim Reaper While layin' on my chest I had worn a vest
Now ask why just wreckgonize my demise Runnin' from 4 5's the drive-by's Long hot days in July, the blood And the kid that didn't run is the kid who
The states of America filled with lies Shorties runin' and gunin' in front of eye It ain't no surprise that the just fries Due to excessive use of the get
And I'm same nigga drinkin' Mitie And we can't out habits no matter how many tries Living amongst the new world, despise Guys that don't give a the just chastise
But I rise, see my too wise bodies with chip-a-bodies I have no ties Hittin' runs while you hit pop flies mind the size nigga just wreckgonize
Nigga, you wreckgonize You better, Nigga, you better Nigga, you better wreckgonize,
Nigga, you wreckgonize You better, Nigga, you better Nigga, you wreckgonize, nigga