Me, I'm not a playa I just bust a lot
Go head' take a shot
My skills crack your skull and make your brain rot
I make Pro Gamers panic
Cuz my mad skills are manic
I'm the last thing you see before they're eyes fade
Tounge sharp like an assassins blade
All challengers get shown up
They become an Atomic bomb and get blown up
I'm just a man that's on the MIC
But my words stab you through the skull like a spike
So take a hike
You weak punks who make fake claims
Go take a lesson From any pro
Then see if you got game to show
Step up and I'ma blow you out the frame
Have you lyin on the floor bleedin' feelin the pain
Go head' take a shot
My skills crack your skull and make your brain rot
I make Pro Gamers panic
Cuz my mad skills are manic
I'm the last thing you see before they're eyes fade
Tounge sharp like an assassins blade
All challengers get shown up
They become an Atomic bomb and get blown up
I'm just a man that's on the MIC
But my words stab you through the skull like a spike
So take a hike
You weak punks who make fake claims
Go take a lesson From any pro
Then see if you got game to show
Step up and I'ma blow you out the frame
Have you lyin on the floor bleedin' feelin the pain
and to qoute am proud to be a strong nigga
*Born on The Street Rised in The Slomes
i Dont like talkin We can take it to the guns
You got a Problem With Somthing ill be tellin you son
you Want beef we can TAke It to the Gunz
i dont no what they do over there
but guns set off over here
we dont go get guns
we walk with them here
nigga you aint no friend of mine
ill hit you seven times
with the boredda nine*
i Dont like talkin We can take it to the guns
You got a Problem With Somthing ill be tellin you son
you Want beef we can TAke It to the Gunz
i dont no what they do over there
but guns set off over here
we dont go get guns
we walk with them here
nigga you aint no friend of mine
ill hit you seven times
with the boredda nine*
life, its how it is
in life there going to
be some things thats going
to make it hard to smile.
but wat ever you do,
through all the rain andthe
pain, you got to keep your
sence of humor, you got to
smile for me now
Money gone fuck friends
I need a homie that know me
when all these muthafuckin' cops be on me
I got problems ain't nobody calling back
now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats
Remember me I'm ya homie that was down to brawl
Sippin' Hennessy hanging with the clowns and
all we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew
we had bitches by the dozens oh we fuckin' cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
a nigga just got paid and we still was broke
It took time but finally the cash was mine
all the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind
Look around and all I see is snakes and faces
like scavengers waitin' to take a hustler's pape's
and when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends
They straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all
I need a homie that know me
when all these muthafuckin' cops be on me
I got problems ain't nobody calling back
now what the fuck is happenin' with my ballin' cats
Remember me I'm ya homie that was down to brawl
Sippin' Hennessy hanging with the clowns and
all we used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew
we had bitches by the dozens oh we fuckin' cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
a nigga just got paid and we still was broke
It took time but finally the cash was mine
all the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind
Look around and all I see is snakes and faces
like scavengers waitin' to take a hustler's pape's
and when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends
They straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all