catching madness to miracle we be savin shit off like ______ and Queen Latifah Pull my automatic kill this ___ faggot only hang around unibombers, ______ and drug addicts Close your eyes
been blessed I live only for your happiness And for your love I'd give my last breath From this moment on I give my hand to you with all my heart Can
draw (Brat, brat!) I left your whole team deaf when I spoke Then I put your whole entire fuckin set in the yolk Yeah, we ain't the motherfuckin set to
panoramic view of the seating Greeting, I've been meaning to do me some letter reading, to the king He forever breathing your messages never leaving Some of your
the homies can't ride up Known killer in fact I killed the most At random though some of them I planned 'em Fuck it, I kicked your bucket for you, floor
i say im head thug on your block Hold ya breath when i spray paint my name on yo spot Tell your self you ain't scared when i run in Your shiti ain't bout
(Intro) July 8, 2000, set the death date That the crew came down on to me Y'all took my brother from me So now open up your books And turn your pages
blistered from holding the mics tight Some say it's fright night Well throw the R after the F 'Cause I'm gonna take away your breath The bell rings and
my first mind said close your eyes But my second mind it said over ride, the first mind and grab yo' nine So I stood to my feet, covered in blood catch
through to make you say yes yes This is the body Mos Def style fresh like baby breath We are the killer combination with the size to administer the beatdown to swell up all three of your eyes
say im head thug on your block Hold ya breath when i spray paint my name on yo spot Tell your self you ain't scared when i run in Your shiti ain't bout
me wearing a vest Only toting a tech ready to wet the whole set Ready to wet the whole set Cutting your neck, beating you in your head 'til your dead [
[Intro] July 8, 2000, set the death date That the crew came down on to me Y'all took my brother from me So now open up your books And turn your pages
throwin your shine, your froze in time Lookin at death, holdin your breath, laid out On the dance floor, blood and Moet, I'm blowin your set Trick twenty