why we lie and cheat-then deny the deceit~
hold heat sling cracks get locked in drug sweeps~
flood streets wit overdose scripts to peeps~
blood leaks to concrete hatin those who com-pete~
make cars roll in fleets-funerals every week~
Rikers Island to Buffalo County got Gees~
locked lookin eternity-system burnin 3's~
Death Penalties got Police thinkin to murder me~
Emergencies filled wit trauma-3rd degree~
most of them bodies or major surgeries~
gatz got wit no Perjury thinka hurtin me~
you'll arrive DOA at yo town infirmary~
i'm burnin trees gettin hi to yo memory~
if not then next week I'm like "Yo member me!?!"~
hook-
hit the freeway to the next fukin suburb~
and wait till it's a next season to hunt a next bird~
dudes better realize--that every word~
come in full force like a punctuated verb....
slick talkaz gets the bitch hawker~
Eagle red dot preview all black night stalker~
assaulta-causa of mad reporters~
reportin the slaughtaz & how we flippin quarters~
hittin daughters-but only they lower waters~
violate me the last thing you'll hear is "I caught ya"~
got that Moby Dick shit-Rage like Orca~
I can see yo true coller-just like Lauper~
u chicks wit dicks quick to get slick lickz~
boastin bout spits but you aint spit shit~
I'm High Risk-stay cell bound in the stickz~
Upnorth-cause I'm known fo those nasty rips~
notta dolja-General wit a Capital G~
i told ya~yo faculty wack actually~
after me will be plenty-we start em early~
handle on the eagle pearly-you dudes is Girly~
vets know my stiggy gun a cat down wit the .50~
weither in WAR gear or if I'm there Mad Jiggy~
from pathmark to piggly wiggly i gets iggy~
extremely shitty towards cats tryna get wit me~
stay spiffy wit that veggy mixed spliffy~
the Possi on the Z make me hit corners quickly~
pick me i'll make ya believe like ricky~
and all other blood suckaz tryna give me a hicky~
HOOK
hit the freeway to the next fukin suburb~
and wait till it's a next season to hunt a next bird~
dudes better realize--that every word~
come in full force like a punctuated verb....
i spit those shits wit hot clips and long rods~
that cause smog whenever i flip worda god~
i heard you hard nigga i'll pull ya card~
i'll move gunz at ya yard goin at full throd~
smake ya into full nod-you melt like lard~
i spread like Sars and that nigga Escobar....
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