Yo all I do is drop lethal, y'all know my Verbally it's a massacre, I'm sharper shanks up in Attica Choke lethally till he suffocate Lifeless but step into shit that's priceless I cut the life force, now I'm on the right
I stifle, those pop shit but carry rifle, triflin' Yet I'm wise, murder's organized It's premeditated so brothers No escapin' the hell-a-coust, pay toll, come across And me test my burner on a horse
Homicidal, I used the vital I step to suck-a-cidal It all balls to my recital No time to waste, fill the base, I got ya in the suitcase Smilin' while I'm at ya dead face The of death still remains a mystery it's a pity
caught me cause the source had to flicker me Not at all the shame, no external, no blood stains objects to pierce the brain I got enough dope for veins and restrain cuffs and chains nuthin' but pain
Nigga, you better You better, Nigga, you wreckgonize Nigga, you wreckgonize, nigga
Carlos, the base head, is Askin' for change nigga constantly 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 What's your 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 front of liquor stores a plong Don't know how to act, Sister Eve go to But she still smoke the cracks, praise to the lord, bad
Spanish kids across the bridge popin on that nes Go to the bar drop the Sniffin' with the lows, all red feyo And the ledge the way, Yogi still smokes dust (Beetlejuice, be, beetlejuice, beetlejuice)
I that lesson wasn't delivered 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 hesitate, that's if you don't know the date
Nigga, you better You better, Nigga, you wreckgonize Nigga, you better wreckgonize,
In actuality violence is my Some tend to talk me but to them it's fallacy True lies, you your stories on the street That was true, twisted up and say it was you
But me, I'm while my peeps puff herb, superb Dropin' bombs like a Boznian, my word It no deeper, I bet the Grim Reaper While layin' on my chest I had worn a vest
Now don't ask why just wreckgonize my Runnin' from 4 5's spark the Long hot in July, the blood dries And the kid that didn't run is the kid who
The body states of America with lies Shorties runin' and gunin' in front of eye It no surprise that the brain just fries Due to excessive use of the get
And I'm that same nigga drinkin' And we can't out habits no matter how many tries Living amongst the new world, doin' Guys that don't give a fuck the chastise
But I rise, see my too wise bodies with chip-a-bodies I have no ties Hittin' home runs while you hit pop Don't the size nigga just wreckgonize
Nigga, you better You better, Nigga, you wreckgonize Nigga, you wreckgonize, nigga
Nigga, you better You better, Nigga, you better Nigga, you wreckgonize, nigga