Potentialz/Prakash/Pilgrim & DeRanged on the cuts.
Chorus : 11 ACP Shells for blastin' (Automatic combat pistol) - Nas
Verse 1.
watch my pen bless this verse with murder ink/
i'll blind you in a blink of an eye so that
you'll never flinch/
bleach my features and take the spot under lime-
light/
and stack corned-beef in-between D12 and Royce
the 5'9/
your plight is my pleasure/
poetic fractions of undiscovered paragraphs are
my treasure/
i blast in both ways like double speakers when
i spit this shit/
I break your fist with brick hard enough to
split your wrist/
its the blissfull black kid wrappin emcees up
in plastic/
you know how drastic I get in flesh kid/
Im tighther than those books that you kept
under your armpit/
Im lyrically armed with despiteful vicious
tongue/
Chorus : 11 ACP Shells for blastin' (Automatic combat pistol) - Nas
Verse 2.
I disclose the bomb on my palm with Saddam/
in less than few yards i planned to drop unless
you call it enough/
malicious mind deeper than coal mine/
I'll pass you the hook like candyman when you
call my name 3 times/
but till then let me expand my verses with
extended rehearses/
the blood thirst vampire curses/
i keep the motion disturbed in this minus one
with add verbs/
like apples emcees tries to bite me you fucking
assholes/
my written shit and spoken will leave your
eardrums broken/
im so ill i suck the cancer out of Richard
Boeken/
i'll leave your close casket wide open/
and take a piss at the host approach the God
then Im ghost/
it goes on like porn flicks till i cum on the
set/
rhymes on the track at the same time pay
respect to the blacks/
now catch me wreck this microphone in half/
my flows surpass your glass now quit being an
ass/
Chorus : 11 ACP Shells for blastin' (Automatic combat pistol) - Nas - till fade.
