This Track Got Murdered! The Flow Is Different From My Original, But Its Still Hot!
Big Ups To "Ozone Beats"
(Http://www.soundclick.com/ozonebeats)
The ReBirth Of Lyricism..
Lyrics
Multiple Cops, Rush Blocks, And Bust Shots
While We Wonder In Fear To See If The Gun Stops
Thats Why We Hunt Cops, And Take Away A Rich Man's Riches
Load Up The 4.5, And Destroy These Bitches
These Niggas..Got Itchy Trigga Fingers And Rely On Trees
These Niggas..Got Figures Missin And Get High Off Weed
These Niggas..Got Triggas Kissin And Just Plant A Seed
These Niggas Iz Mah Enemies, That Needa Bleed
I'm Stacking Geez, And Packin Heat Thats Chrome
I'll Have You Bleeding Bones, When In A Demonz Zone
Just To Prove That I'm Too Crazy
But Its Like Ima Drug How Yah Girl Be Try'na Blaze Me
You Can't Save Me From Bashin Yah Crew
Its Only Me And Crew, And We Just Laughin At Chu
With Guns Thats Just Back Up Yah Crew
While I Attack You With Shells Like I Through Turtles At Chu
(Hook)
These The Last Words Of Hanging Slave, How Can I Forget This
I Rob You, Put Chu On My Hit-List
Under My Nails Is Dirty, Look At The Grind
My Burnt Lips From The Roach Cliffs, How Can I Shyne
Mutha-Fucka's Testin Me Till They See A Tech
Shots To The Chest Iz The Way I Release My Stress
Shells Puncture Yah Vest, As I Make You See Death
My Double Shot Glock Push You Against The Deck
As I Scream-Death, To All Who Oppose Me
Leave You With A Nose-Bleed, While I Keep It Low-Key
Try'N Show-Me, What The Slug Do, You Tried To Bust Who?
Now You Gotcha Own Crew Tryna Dust-You
I Buck Through - Blocks Tryna Duck The Cops
Keeping It Hot -- As I Bust My Glock
Shots Unlock Flying Through The Air Like Feathers
As I'm Bringing The Heat, Through The Baddest Weather
You Better Run When You See Me Coming, Hide If You See Me Gunning
As I'm Rushin Wit Crewz, Coming By The Dozen
With 4.5 Hundredz That Bust In Secondz
While We On Top Of The Game, Like Losing In Tetris
(Hook)
These The Last Words Of Hanging Slave, How Can I Forget This
I Rob You, Put Chu On My Hit-List
Under My Nails Is Dirty, Look At The Grind
My Burnt Lips From The Roach Cliffs, How Can I Shyne
