you slew some crack you'd make alot more money than you do from rap You'll never had no security, you'll never be famous You'l never now what its like
, dilated you violated Now you 'bout to get annihilated, we gon' bury you Iriscience get choked up and yoked up All you underground bitches get your throats cut What the fuck? Is you
you can't rock me Lyrically i'm cocky, you sloppy, refer to me as copy Malaki, of your style, i make a mockery of, 'cause you choppy You should specialize
Well I hear you are a painter now Though you're almost halfway through You pulled a pallet knife, you cut away a wife And you started something new But
fiends Now realise my anger as I craft my chamber With no parental vision made a fucking head-banger Who's in change a, you dis this judge you get finished Disrespect darkman you
liberties dont you fuck i got history who do you think taught you to bust knees now who do you think taught you to smoke trees Josh Es, Apple Cs, Hydraulic
under your belt Who the fuck you think HOLDS and CONTROLS over what you felt You need way too much help, take a seat on the bench Gonna teach you how
on the napalm at it You niggaz don't want no static, 'cause I have you breathing light - you'se an asthmatic 'Cos I had you breathing light, you'se an
what you see Grab your glocks when you see 2Pac Call the cops when you see 2Pac Who shot me, but your punks didn't finish Now, you 'bout to feel the
I'm straight Now you fronting like you got a million g's Just because you sold a couple of lp's Now you walking around thinking you're the man Cause you
s hectic right just hold me down aight?" I'm on Wanted Most America All of my phones is tapped now God Yo even my cellular Me and Martymore shout for sure Now
low like testicles, MC's wanna copy these many flows Hoes, better back up, foe they get slapped up Pack up and go tell mommy, that I backed up you You you you
you leave her if somebody raped her? And if she cheated on ya, would you take her ass back? And if he beated on ya, would you cut that nigga some slack
Benjy. You got a buzz right now, an' I had a frenzy oh yeah, welcome to the fam', Fendi you need to stop, you're not hot, you're a burning match that
back in 2004, I told 'em it was a wrap Now my life ain't my life no more, I told you, nigga, it's a wrap Oooh, you claim you a dog, my nigga, I'm the
dreads 'Ha, ha! Now Dr. Octapus, who you think you grabbin? The god can never lose, so you know it will never happen Lyrically making you sleepy, you'll need
what a sap I was [Roxie Hart] You double-crosser! You big bluffer mouth! You promised you'd stay... [Amos Hart] What're you talking about? You've been
