Zig Zags and a Jones soda Let shorty twist one up for the pit stop Scratch off, AC on Windows up, new shit playin' What you sayin? Nathan Dollar signs my only
cop top notch The only thing you'll outline in chalk's a game of hopscotch what [Kool G. Rap] I spit my shit like a flame thrower The frame blower King
heat from the flame From the thang speakin sayin "Keep your hands off me" beat the pants off you for bein stand-off Pullin all of y'all cards We dangerous, only
want to have to wake up here They say that most people can only dream in black and white That's why he packs a knife and only reappears at night I pray for
I lift my crooked hands and orchestrate The blatent containment of force so florescent Youre surely asking for your melting pot To be a meeting spot For
Wise words bein' quoted, peeped the weakness in the rap game And sewed it, bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listenin' Seein' niggaz comin' for me
t even try it If you go as far as to blink an eye, muthafucka you gon' die Pressure I apply, no lie, I got just finished doin' 10 For what? for killin
with Drag-On Rollin' up big babies in a Mercedes If you want herb we got bombs Twista (Drag-On) Twista (Drag-On) Gotta kick that shit for the fine bitches and all my nugz For
stretch more Charge less for, that ain't the program Get ya lessons from the snow man Like Pillsbury I get the doe man I'll off ya head for a slice of
, tryna stretch more Charge less for, that ain't the program Get'cha lessons from the snowman Like Pillsburry I get the dough man I'll off ya head for
I hit you up with I make it hard for you to kick your tough shit Major adjustments, I package a flame for all you bustas Wrapped up put on a shelf full
words bein quoted Peeped the weakness int he rap game and sewed it Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listenin Seein niggaz comin for me, to my diamonds
Cause when I hit the skins they all say, "Damn Kane - you knock out the Bush like a presidential campaign" But if you think that lickin toes makes me weak
And pack a knife or end up with a blooded nose Street survivor or survivor of the streets And only the strong survive, there's no survival for the weak
, all that remains are memories I remember a time of chaos, time of war As men began to feed on man, only the scavengers survived Gone now, swept away for
the bane that society drowns in. No mercy, no exceptions, a declaration of total war. The innocents' defense is the reason it's waged for. Born addicted
Where is it all? Where am I? Only present to bleed, only present to die Only scratching the joy, yet filled with desire I will be turning my head off
again you have forsaken any faith I had in you all the love I had for you I am reborn - Baptized in flame Clean of your deceitful looming friends