Yo all I do is drop lethal, know my people Verbally it's a massacre, I'm sharper then up in Attica Choke lethally till he suffocate Lifeless but step into this shit priceless I cut the life force, now I'm on the course
I stifle, those that pop shit but rifle, triflin' Yet I'm wise, murder's organized It's so brothers recognize No escapin' the hell-a-coust, pay toll, come across And watch me test my on a horse
Homicidal, I the vital when I step to suck-a-cidal It all down to my recital No to waste, fill the base, I got ya head in the suitcase Smilin' while I'm at ya dead face The of death still remains a mystery it's a pity
They caught me cause the had to flicker me Not at all the shame, no external, no blood stains Sharp objects to pierce the I got enough dope for your veins and Hand cuffs and chains but pain
Nigga, you wreckgonize You better, Nigga, you wreckgonize Nigga, you wreckgonize, nigga
Carlos, the head, is lurkin' Askin' for change nigga constantly Ms.Elizabeth callin' out the window to her Joe died a year ago and every day's the 4th of July
With the sparks in the sky aimin' at the as we get high your pleasure? Sippin' on the booze and the Cru's the blunts The whole blunt, but the blunt
But the O in the projects, hit the heron Dozin' off in of liquor stores through a plong Don't know how to act, Sister Eve go to But she smoke 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 still dust (Beetlejuice, be, beetlejuice, beetlejuice)
I guess that lesson delivered When Chip and Elah took that long 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 know the date
Nigga, you wreckgonize You better, Nigga, you wreckgonize Nigga, you wreckgonize, nigga
In actuality is my reality Some to talk me but to them it's just fallacy True lies, you kick your on the street That was true, listened up and say it was you
But me, I'm representin' 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 ask why just wreckgonize my demise Runnin' 4 5's spark the drive-by's Long hot days in July, the dries And the kid that didn't run is the kid who
The states of America filled with lies Shorties and gunin' in front of God's eye It ain't no that the brain just fries Due to use of the get highs
And I'm that same nigga Mitie And we can't kick out no matter how many tries amongst the new world, doin' despise Guys that give a fuck the just chastise
But I rise, see my mind's too Catchin' bodies with chip-a-bodies I have no Hittin' home while you hit pop flies Don't mind the nigga just wreckgonize
Nigga, you better You better, Nigga, you better Nigga, you better wreckgonize,
Nigga, you better You better, Nigga, you better Nigga, you better wreckgonize,