Spray the whip while it sittin' in park Bullet hit his heart, shit is gettin' dark And the shooter didn't give it no thought (huh) He just put a clip in and spark On foot, dip in the park Huh, every time I writ in the dark All my lyrics were sharp like a harpoon, I could kill a shark (woo!) Every time a nigga drop he sayin' it's for the culture and consider it art I will rip it apart One verse, pushin' gelato with my lung first Fuck a bitch, I'm 'bout a profit, money come first Fuck a bitch and I ain't stoppin' 'til she come first (huh?) If it's a problem, bitch, go home and hug ya son first Hit him in his chest when my gun burst (boom boom!) Fuck what you did in the streets, bet I done worse If it ain't 'bout a dollar I don't converse Shooter got blood thirst Stab in my back so much, love hurts I'm probably a target, just for the way we keep winnin' Like me and Benny, Scottie and Jordan (woo!) Uh, and I'm highly regarded as one of the hottest to record it And I didn't jot it, I thought it Ha, nigga why is you talkin'? You knew a few shooters, but you was probably extorted, pussy And I'm probably the hardest My young boy on parole for a gun, he still got it regardless I don't rap beef, I will slap shit out of an artist Shottie blow his body out of the orbit (HA!) And that's mission accomplished These niggas diss then we empty sticks, that's how my niggas responded Yeah, and that body didn't sit on my conscience I'm back smokin' wax in Alchemist kitchen sittin' with Bronson Got a bitch with me I didn't hit with a condom They forgot I was the illest, I'm fin to remind 'em See how I'm killin' 'em slime Without pennin' a line, why you think Eminem signed him, nigga And we like lemon and lime That's two different vibes, you got venom inside Snake nigga, fake nigga, you just slither in hidin' You would've pulled up if it was really a problem, nigga Streets know that I'm really a problem We can't get you then we visit ya mom (HA!) And nigga you lost ya bet, silencer, screw off the TEC Hollow tip blew off'll chew off ya flesh Coke turn ya nose red like Rudolph, the best (HA!) Fuck ya bulletproof vest, get it blew off ya chest, nigga (Boom, boom, boom!) And I am what you call a threat, to y'all Screw y'all, I will shoot off the sket, through y'all All the raw I will move off the step, who y'all Nigga I am what you call a vet, ah (Machine, nigga)
Yeah... Alchemist You see how effortless this shit is, nigga Ha, niggas not fuckin' with me on a day Nobody, this shit is easy nigga Haha... yeah...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
