of Tha' Lunatic [Stretch] Yeah Tu', tell them motherfuckers, word up We ain't havin it, NONE of that shit!! Bitch ass niggaz, niggaz can't fuck with us Tu', word up
: Get your hands up The sky's falling, get your hands up It's the apocalypse got a mouth full of lambs blood The dam broke down, The whole town flooded
fuck with my grip I won't hesitate to let off a clip Aww nigga don't trip You gon' make me get on some shit Run up on you quick What up, you're whipped
walk up and pop it I love the sound of gunfire bro' (gunfire bro'); Right now we smackin' 'em wit' platinum And they hate it cause we made it, that's what we keep that eye for
my batting average, I always make hits My flows leave these rap cats ketro (ketro), all across the metro (metro) Plus I pack a cannon, up under my marple cannon They fake
Cause when I stick you, you gon' cough it up like you bulimic I'm no magician, but I could make, somethin' outta nothin' Like turn an empty block, into a crack
in the hood, them niggaz blow you away You the type to get paper when I'm locked up, get yo jewels rocked up Then have to tuck em in when I pop up Niggaz
Still The Crack Crack And I Can't Lay Back On The Comeback Spit On These Niggas, Spit On These Niggas Run Up Any You Niggas, Any You Niggas Won' Be No
gutta When them ghetto boys making up like [? ] We servin' you niggas the worst, pass the cup for the minimum We send it, insert it into 'em - Up in ya
Boy Tell 'Em Yeah, and your boy Bow Wow in the building Ha, my swag too official, man Hey Soulja, my swag too, man Yall can't catch up Hey yo Bow, let
m back with the crack, sorry for keepin you waitin Prepare the food right for the street and season the steak and Grab a champagne glass and put it up
your pencils As hollow tips get in you Bots cutting to slice your face you Rhymes is natural Hold two lives and four wives Up in the crack capsule Flipmode
last serving Stay away from fake motherfucks like Mark Fuhrman Got your whole entire +Little House on the Prarie+ burning Stick me for my rhyme like you
suddenly There shone a hideous light And a voice like three insanities Soared up in thistled speech "Thou hast bred hate where there dwelt none And for
than a fuckin' inferno Wanna test you comin up shorter than DeVito I'll scar your face when I cut you like Pacino You gamble with your life inside of my "Casino" Hold up
times) [Hittman] Frontin on the ack-rite, causin me to act up Good Samaritan save that hoe from gettin slapped up My homies crack up at the scene I
fuck you take me for? a joke? you smokin crack? Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back I get up 'for i get down, run myself in the ground, 'for
a low blow With no cup Leave you Speech-less like when Arrested Development broke up Carry a crow bar for egos that won't budge Crack skulls Through helmets
