Glacklungs no longer breathe the same now you're choking, drowning in a sea of sudden death would you have it any other way? look outside, days polluted
Drill holes in my pocket, Sam launch the rocket They wanna rip my arms out the socket, fucking heathens Love to see a nigga stop breathing I heard a
holes in my pocket, Sam launch the rocket They wanna rip my arms out the socket, fuckin heathens Love to see a nigga stop breathin I heard a voice
and I'm known to explode Like a box of C-4 when I bust at a show I have shown that I'm down to breaking it down like a boulder If ya wanna bring the
and I'm known to explode Like a box of C-4 when I bust at a show I have shown that I'm down to breaking it down like a boulder If ya wanna bring the drama
it, legit, a hit, I throw a fit Not slackin' or lackin' a bit, nah that ain't it So just a bob ya head, like I said, the fresh it So just a bob ya head
) Gotta keep it gangsta, 'cause I'm a hustla Do it like a balla, 'cause I'ma a mobsta 'Cause it only takes a second to pop me a snitch Call up my connection
', and makin' a killin', witness revenge of the villains. Sexual healin' from women, I bust a nut to their ceilin', I crash a plain in their buildin',
, we'll see who's the best, yes/ I must confess, I'm a cold-blooded nigga man/ Show me if you got some game, I'm a show you how to get some change/ Still
in Brooklyn now you rest In a sementary, it's a full moon again now get a chill in my spot Face the population with my nigga play the 9 Your blood clot warrior, bust
shoes I gotta confess it gives me the blues Like a down home turkey with out a soul Blowin' on a trumpet in an old folks home Bobcat stuck up in a tree
hook brings you back, yeah On that you can rely Suck it in, suck it in, suck it in If you're Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn Make a desperate move or else
in the mood put another record on, yeah Chorus: You got me where you want me, I confess Lock me up and take me, I'm a mess Don't need to make a move
y-z Ah, ah ah ah ah let bust a head inside my muathfuckin steel Ima pull a head and I'm a shoot em niggaz dead Niggaz don't know I bust up the hemp stead
struggle and strive for a better day for my brothers:(Rap) I'm sitting here stuck trying to turn back the hands of time, ask the lord a??Why?a?? my brother
, many moves be packed Too automatic, man I bomb it, wicket shit'll make ya vomit See I'm comin' like a comet, C-Section out ya stomach Insane since
take a dip in The ocean, geah, I cause commotion Cancel your promotion, rub my lyrics in a potion You laugh and it's good to be a teacher To be sweated
