a hustler with a death wish? Cigar ashes Coaster Crystal glasses We mash on them jealous bastards With a ski mask I'm the first one to warn them
, curse the first sleeper Enemies get beside me, flows go deeper inside We we ride plots keep all my enemies blinded Time will soon show, a thought can last for years Outshinin them
block cause nothin' stops my chips I boss playa with this then twist you lame tricks Holla if ya understand my plan ladies fuck havin' babies by them
of cocaine, the product of the devil, am I sellin my soul? Got tired of small time livin, ni**az tellin me no I got MINE, f**k THEM OTHER SUCKERS, that
living her apology Thought they had us beat when they took our kids But the battle ain't over till the black man sings Words of Wisdom But the battle
s a battle lost I gottem crossed as soon as the funk is bopping off nigga, I hit 'em up Now you tell me who won I see them, they run (ha ha) They don
hearts I rip Biggie Smalls and Junior Mafia is some mark ass tricks We keep on comin' while we gunnin' for ya' jewels Steady rushin' while we bustin' at them
multiply We sound the cry of battle, it make us feel alive Trust that we are willing to take the posers down Leave them drawn and quartered, feed them
battle sit upon the rhythm like a tire upon a rim we do it non-stop and then we do it again some a them whine and some a them bitch they can not do it
the south that's what plates are about nature has no conscience, no kindness or ill will but the dreams they had make me sad because of the vibes of them
's what plates are about nature has no conscience, no kindness or ill will but the dreams they had make me sad because of the vibes of them when one girl
for them funny ass rings Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them
And I could give a fuck what category you place me Long as when I'm pushin up daisies and gone As long as you place me amongst one of them greats When
said man? Can all that weak noise I write, busta go and get your little weak boys You know what bring a player joy? Playin' with them glock toys See I
It drags on as I lose my mind Reminded by things I find Like notes and clothes you left behind Wake me up, wake me up when all is done I wont rise until this battle
So their generals gave a call and gathered troops at the border With guns ready, drawn and aimed each side was praying to a God to bless them with strength
When the strike comes it's going to be deadly. Do you want to battle with me? Like a whore plotting revenge on the trick. Do you want to battle with