the day, and try to make the ever grey like heaven, like heaven but it's not too easy, when you think [you've got it cos/you got to kill] somebody gotta
never put me on this beat Okay, yeah, normal baller We back on tizzy, on top Jump Off, Dub B, Jersey Stand up GO! Jump off you rap guys is a joke I'
you now, my son? The siren gives a running break to those who live in town Take the children and the blankets to the concrete underground Sometimes we'd sing and joke
is on the period, period Bloody, bloody, murder Don't be fuckin' with the killa, killa, killa, killa Them you niggas be killas Payback is a bitch
kill some more [nigga you never know when you gone die] Murda mo niggas gone kill some more [ say never know when it could be you] Murda mo niggas gone kill
Slug] Sometimes I feel like a bastard surrounded by fathers Fasioning themselves to resemble action figures Passing opinions across the pasture like we asked you Like we have to have your last pieces gathered
Their mission was their fate Tomorrow it can be too late I see what you do We'll meet in the catacombs Kill my practicle jokes But meet me in the catacombs
losing a bargain [Fortunato:] Fearfully stupid if you ask me Edgar [Edgar:] I am on my way to see Mr. Bolo [Fortunato:] A cask [Edgar:] A cask To gather
hard, no regard And move weight, international, state to state [B-Real] Maginifico, here we go, me and Tony Toca My name ain't Ricky but I'm livin the vida loca Serial rhyme killa
he ever stop? Yo, I doubt it People gather 'round let me tell you about it Sick, he'd be a genius, 'though If his I.Q. was as big as his ego Jokes, he
the rulers and gangsters Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters But I'm a tell you who the real fuckin' killer
to the head Get your ass break down Broken half baby I'm a feelin' like a motherfuckin psychopathic And if you got beef best leave it in the freezer I'm no joke