K-oz Geist
why do niggaz wanna act hard? when they see me coming
you seen me smile but u aint never seen me gunnin
why test yourself when you just bound to fail
I hope you get it through your head that my words inpale
the shift you working aint paying enough for beef
the shit you bring against me it's like made for kids
I hate to have to take friends to war, it aint right
but if I have to, i'ma hit niggaz off, i'ma fight
i'm like tyson back in the dayz
i'ma hit niggaz higher than purple haze
my thoughts is like a maze, and i can't escape
while ur brain, is technically the same as an ape's
please stand away from me I could hit you hard
I'm like an armored tank, cuz i'm made for war
i'm like tarzan in his sleep, cuz i live wild dreams
i'm that nigga that niggaz come to blow some steam
I serve dudes everyday, i'm like a fast food chain
no wonder people hate me, it's cuz I bring pain
I spit lethal, and always serve niggaz raw
you a bitch, you shouldn't snitch, on your boss
I'll have you taking a bus, back to the hole where u creep
yet I aint six feet deep, for me niggaz aint gon weep
i'ma topple the heap, and sweep around till it's over
shoot at heads, with a loaded revolver
I'm done with battles, it's case closed
I'm so hot that I could burn the fibers on my clothes
have you suckin on my toes, kneeling like ma hoes
niggas where i go, they know, ya niggaz really know