felt the comin of death like this ever You paused; and now I got a colt 45 Semiautomatic explodin between your eyes; surprise You never thought your yesterdays
'em jet, when the Akshun takes a stand I'm on the set in other words, I'm in effect Grab your cassettes, hit your rewinds and your ejects Tell your
I am the beast Feed me rappers or feed me beats I'm untamed, I need a leash I'm insane, I need a shrink I love brain, I need a leech Why complain on
I am the beast Feed me rappers or feed me beats I?m untamed, I need a leash I?m insane, I need a shrink I love brain, I need a leech Why complain on
stove so I cook up. I've always been the best at every single thing I took up. So I feel extra bad for the challenges they hooked up. (D-Town)Come and
I been through bitch (Been through what I been through) Man I charge it to the game It's cool I got my incidentals, bitch I'm doin' everything I planned to I
. To all my vets in the game, I got love, stay on your toes Cause back in the days, I use to use your 4-5 instrumental to do my shows And look, I was
uppercuts jabs hits and hey niggaz Cause I'm weird they call me Lemonhead, but I'm a Jawbreaker and I break a Bean, but I'm not from Boston I'm stronger
futures, I'm steppin to fuse? ya Sun rises my subconsciousness culminates constant Live to see various i-de-ologies, angles like isosceles read my auto-b-i
the L.A.C. So later on we'll be rollin' Drop-tops I'm hittin yo' hot spots I'm top notch My niggaz never listen but I told 'em When I catch you at the
Bitch I'm fo sho wit' it, don't make me pop that trunk to the 'Lac Bitch I will go get it and I ain't selfish I will let you and your hoe feel it Won
no rules I'm gettin' in here with the t*** And if I don't, we gonn' burn this muthaf***a down I'm comin' through swingin' like they do in H-Town And I
, he in town Ridin the highway at night to run a deer down; I look for the action Funk Doc, I don't look when I'm crashin! I'm so dope I could bundle
on paper I saw the Light like Kraftwerk, of course When the T-L-A rock shock the stuff, it's yours To your drawers, your record label got your staff
left with your car Before you get too far out of town I hope you turn it around I didn't think you had it in you Who'd have thought you'd really leave
was peepin and I dig the last video So when Nelly, can we go; how could I tell her no? Her measurements were 36-25-34 I like the way you brush your hair And I
that long I heard your man locked down now, how long he gone? Oh, that long? How the hell'd he get time like that Three strikes with posession, aw, he ain't comin