first had heard The Knack And you were down with Syndicate, I went to get your shit, man I was into it But then you went and took your style and switched
m on everything (x5) [Royce Da 5'9"] I'm on syrup painkillers, cigarette, weed Sober don't interest me I'm on everything Bout to sip the liquor like
all We trying to be strong, but we know that life goes on [killa sin] Yo, melodic war chamber, bang ya, 36 styles of danger Murderous, floating in the
give me his god damn jewelry nigga Hell yeah nigga Strip down, strip buck naked for a nigga Get that for it nigga Strip nigga Yeah Black on pop nigga
, get over there, get over there Hey yo Malc, get bustin? them mother fuckers Hey bust on them, bust on that nigga Hey yo Yak, c'mon, Fatal, let?s get
killin' spree Larceny, bent on the marijuana trees Murder contracts, collectin' C note stacks, I react And push the niggaz shit back I never new this young buck
die young JM motherfucker, go get your guns Murder onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young JM motherfucker, go get your guns Murder onez to get the
fat Go to sleep, I wake you up What? What? What? What? In ya crib, tie you up What? What? What? What? Hot oil on ya gut Get bucked, get bucked Iraq
other people, y'all need to open your own business Save your money, quit payin' motherfuckers with jheri curls Quit payin' motherfuckers with perms Save your money, start your
yours you motherfuckers Tech N9ne is a motherfucker,iA'll dispose of you motherfuckers pros,they wonna suck us,+Mitch Bade+ niggaz wanna buck us get the
streets" Spillin' your plasma on the concrete Killin' the murderer, acts of war, villains attack the poor Women and children pack heat now Growin' up, I was sad young buck
ward, Calliope killin' murder Lunatic, out to fuck you You heard of a nigga not playin' with a full deck Break ya neck, hustle on ya check Get cho' spine, get
toupee I get what you get in 10 years, in two days Ladies love me I'm on my cool J If you get what I get what would you say She wax it all off, Mr Miyagi
us mentioning Murder and a cocaine distributing Through all that was dividends comin' in I'm straightly gettin' betta yet we too smart for ya bullshit Callin' all cars, it's your
ride And if my gun boys ain't hear of ya You're lightweight I get the young boys to murder ya You're looking at a cracker's worst nightmare Young, black
of a thorough nigga, what You see me on the block, runnin from shit Comin wit the glock, bustin off thunderous shit Number one hit, still throw blows to get Up in your
time with your moms sweet old bitch we was chewing you was suckin your chico stick shoulda sent your fairy ass to military class now your moms gettin sceamed on by your