Yo all I do is drop lethal, y'all know my Verbally it's a massacre, I'm sharper then shanks up in Choke them lethally he suffocate Lifeless but step into this shit that's I cut the force, now I'm on the right course
I stifle, those pop shit but carry rifle, triflin' Yet I'm wise, every organized It's premeditated so brothers No the hell-a-coust, pay your toll, come across And me test my burner on a horse
Homicidal, I used the vital I step to suck-a-cidal It all down to my recital No time to waste, fill the base, I got ya head in the Smilin' while I'm at ya dead face The cause of death still remains a mystery it's a
They caught me the source had to flicker me Not at all tops the shame, no external, no stains Sharp objects to the brain I got dope for your veins and restrain Hand cuffs and chains but pain
Nigga, you better You better, Nigga, you wreckgonize Nigga, you better wreckgonize,
Carlos, the head, is lurkin' Askin' for change nigga urkin' Ms.Elizabeth callin' out the window to her Joe Nigga died a year ago and every the 4th of July
With the in the sky aimin' at the gods as we get high What's your Sippin' on the booze and the smoke the blunts The whole blunt, nuthin' but the
But the O heads in the projects, hit the Dozin' off in front of liquor stores a plong know how to act, Sister Eve go to church But she still the cracks, praise to the lord, doin' bad
Spanish kids the bridge popin on that nes tabs Go to the bar the yay-yo Sniffin' the lows, all red lookin' feyo And the ledge round the way, Yogi smokes dust (Beetlejuice, be, beetlejuice, beetlejuice)
I guess that lesson wasn't When Chip and Elah took that walk in the river a 95, we got the 9 25's, 3 8 10, 2 4 4's Make a nigga hesitate, that's if you don't know the
Nigga, you wreckgonize You better, Nigga, you better Nigga, you better wreckgonize,
In actuality is my reality Some tend to talk me but to them it's fallacy lies, you kick your stories on the street That was true, listened up and say it was you
But me, I'm while my peeps puff herb, superb Dropin' bombs like a Boznian, my word It gets no deeper, I bet the Reaper While layin' on my wish-in I had worn a vest
Now don't ask why just my demise from 4 5's spark the drive-by's Long hot days in July, the dries And the kid that run is the kid who dies
The states of America filled with lies runin' and gunin' in front of God's eye It ain't no surprise the brain just fries Due to use of the get highs
And I'm same nigga drinkin' Mitie And we can't kick out habits no matter how many Living the new world, doin' despise Guys that don't give a fuck the just
But I rise, see my mind's too Catchin' bodies with chip-a-bodies I no ties Hittin' home while you hit pop flies Don't mind the nigga just wreckgonize
Nigga, you wreckgonize You better, Nigga, you better Nigga, you wreckgonize, nigga
Nigga, you wreckgonize You better, Nigga, you better Nigga, you better wreckgonize,