[Verse 1] step off in the club from wall to wall i'm seein haters muggin they don't really wanna brawl with all the truest playas thuggin chiefin on a chicken loaded, how it got my vision toasted wack niggas i'm movin out this is they eviction notice bitches lookin dirty makin em' scury i blast Ks armaggeddon keep protection with weapons in bad ways this has got me bound to die becuz this is the last days burnin down the city like whats inside of your ash trays so we blaze todays topics how to get the profits makin thomas jefferson a hostage off inside my pockets movin ghetto dope strictly street and every nigga cop it presidentials over lappin it's logic that's what i plotted hatin niggas who i'm cappin and leavin em' red dotted gotta make alot of fractions and plenty of bank deposits hustlin we demonstrate papers we intend to chase new age commercial rappin niggas we gone terminate
[Verse 2] and durin hard times clutchin nines nickel plated hostin on the signs starvin stomachs make us wanna go committ a petty crime rapid dollas got me blind, a simple size not in mind brain too intoxicated cuz i smoked a million dimes chiefin till it's all gone married the tall crome if the brawls on plus i got nowhere to call home have you heard of us, drug pedalers, and burgalers ghetto settlers, boss men, and mass murderers i'm a renegade when in tanqueray and lemonade grab the 20 gauge as i illustrate a murder stage pockets plenty paid relentless so my rampage stoppin me is like tryin put godzilla in a bird cage it's impossible, logical rock is unstoppable choppin' up the bodies like a razor shavin follicles check the war status automatics be the murder gadgets i'ma cause havoc while i keep a pocket full of cabbage
[Verse 3] cowards who deserve to die still roam inside my atmosphere society is inhumane with justice so my gat is near heart's will overrate when they enclose my hate with blinding fate stick my hoe's estate and momma found my carcass in its place possibilities of his humility be comin' true what is flame in hell is becomin' ice in the year 2002 anybody's with it, at the bottom of the stack and shelf soon the masses ?? dividends to vouch my wealth notice how i kept my focus when you left me broke and bogus now i must return and plague yo city like my name was Moses eat your squad alive with locusts, first swarm without the roaches seems you won't obey, till you bitches in a coma toasted when facin' chumps i'm like a gator, eatin' swarms alive angels of my homies on my shoulders out recordin' life gather up my guns to ride and with a gun up by my side mac 11 make a massacre and won't no chumps surviveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
