I'm a monster Sharper than a blade like Sticky Fingers I'll sign ya Mortal Kombat Street Fightin' like E. Honda Murk ya and da dummie dat signed ya what
Dress up like ICP. and have them come see you perform live And that's the key, but when you see me on the streetI ain't Givin you shit bitch - don't
I make you no killas in mind Pullin' a jack, reach me that cheese, make stupid moves Nigga ya bleed bustin' 17, please don't scream, don't run Either
bloody black 9mm Three 6 ain't fools ain't fools don't mess with this crew) Chorus (4x): Nigga, live by yo rep cause we ain't takin shit When I blast
To make a million dollars out my first record deal Shortstop puttin' up your motherfuckin' ear Really, really don't give a fuck and I ain't drinkin'
To make a million dollars out my first record deal Shortstop, puttin' up your motherfuckin' ear Really really don't give a fuck and I ain't drinkin'
about when this ... out you gonna see more running than ... what goes on inside a common's house i got bars nigger, and i don't fuck with you signing
to the middle of 106 and park and maybe Jimmy Kimmel You'll need somebody famous co-signing for your anus Who you got on the album I don't see where
nigga looks crazy Blasts his ass in the eye Don't give him a chance to identify" And show his badge, I'm sorry to inform you If your girl is pregnant, you ain't gon' live To see
don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway Now I see that motherfuckin' writin' on the wall When you see J3T
whole place anyway. Now I see that motherfucker writin' on the wall When you see, J-3-T, Thirty deep, he's down to brawl Fuck those haters I see, Cause
!) Now I see that mother Fucking writing on the wall When you see, J-3-T, 30 Deep is down to brawl, Fuck all haters I see, Cause I hate that you breathe
don't give a fuck what you think or say ?Cause we gon? rock this whole place anyway Now, I see that motherfuckin? writin? on the wall When you see J
blades Poker face, hitting switches on my roller-skates Making soup out of Couscous and Froot Loops Moon walking down the block rocking some moon boots They don't
need is one mic Razor blades, gun fights Grew without no sun light Understand sons plight If done right, won't seek and fail I don't follow the path
tahoes Jewels froze look like we hit the lotto P89 my clique filled wit hollows Stun in the club get hit with yellow bottles Don't speak ma if your neck don't
green son get him, cut his head He didn't even see it comin, he sleepin that's what he did Get biz, niggaz actin like it ain't what it is Let the knife