tell me now how do you want me to live my life straight
leave my knife man - it's like i give yah my fate
you prob'bly want me to give you my ass too
my ass dude - i ain't one of 'em faggots with 'em fake tatoo's
i'm smokin' to fly - they're suckin' to fly
tryin' to fuck with ToO HiGH
i'm prob'bly too fly to hang among 'em fakes
bangin' strong to blast - my thang is young and last
i slang my song by packs like dope
except that this ain't to kill my brothaz but give 'em hopes
get tracked - by the stress like me
and i bet that you gon' feel life less than me
test gave me skill and skill made me last
that save me and my will - i will not fail...bastard
i feel nothing but hatred - i tried not to panic
man i ain't stay static - but love they ban it
as a stray i'm at it - anyway i can hit
lemme lay my shit out and get payed by my spits...
The slaughter continue - you know where i come from
so son if you're new - tell yo' crew i bomb on
all them fakes exploitin' this rap game
i grab the mic - fuck plottin' - i slap them
damn...
i been one of them lil' brothaz bullshittin' in the street
lil' seed watered by acid - tryin' to bull a bullet's heat
"pull it pull it" screams rangin' in the block
while others for theirs dreams was slangin' them rocks
slang in my rap like hard bullets in a gun
bangin' and rob to survive or just for fun
yo' fate as enemy - now tell me who you gotta count on
it's straight insanity - so i propagate my sound son
make 'em cats bounce on - get 'em gats aim at
you can hate - it's fine son- my fame get fat
my game get fat while yo' game get flat
blast to last - my tracks go plat'...
i feel nothing but hatred - i tried not to panic
man i ain't stay static - but love they ban it
as a stray i'm at it - anyway i can hit
lemme lay my shit out and get payed by my spits...
