up or saddle up and shake the scene or get'cha pockets shaken, clean the slugs in ya spleen I can't help it, I'm heartless, ya can't hack it With my
times Peep, niggas after me 'cause they see I'm stacking G's and heat You can holler if you want to please I ain't runnin' with no punk crew bleed Enemies
That I present NiggyTardust NiggyTardust, grippo king, philosopher, and artist Downright to the marrow, he?s the arrow through the heartless Sunlight
too Nigga welcome to the young money age zoo crew We starvin and you could get ate like zoo-zoos Niggas boo hoo cry muthafucker I'm heartless I'll break
me and my homey reply wit fuckers Me and my dogg's blast attention leavin y'all less in the action Bitch ass sorry ass bastards, heartless, senseless
I'm the one you gon' meet Hearing terrified screams, they surround my team All you see is trails of blood, even God won't intervene Nightmares of darkness, my appetite is heartless
) hold between me and you, these the rules, c'mon (Three) yo, we gotta stand together to take cream'n (Four) without me and you the crew just could never
'em Now open up the circle so the dice can breathe Pay you double, if you triple, if you push you pay me Gotta poly wit ya crew To stack ya loot up
for craft Irritate me like infected skin The future ain't lookin' the same Like a neglected twin Some test the scary That's unnecessary To kill your crew
I got lines and quotes, the rhymes I wrote Should be printed in Bartlett's and now it's time to start this But first, all the heartless must show some
remain very little intrigued, and can you blame me? Look how we lived in the late eighties, Throwing rocks at the crazy ladies, and when we'd play these, Crazy games, the whole crew
out He ain't talkin' much, keep a dutch in his mouth Cop the aberrettes, orange and Blue Laced the Gore-tex, stepped with his crew Black superstar,
gotta learn how to shake the snakes, nigga 'Cause the police love to break a nigga Send 'em upstate cause they straight-up hate the niggaz So what I do is get a crew
On this back then if it is on your mind Then we got this second line in for you (master p) In for you What about you and you Don't fuck with my crew
of fame nigga From coast to coast I keep the toast My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze Half dead close to ghost, yo you heartless Your heart pump
the carnival with the freak shows Like bad boys, hermaphrodites and old man crow But then I escaped to the ghetto zone Started a crew of my own, motherfucker
of his ankles when we drop him from the bridge Blockin' your paper really stoppin' that dude from gettin' his Poppin' the safe and splurgin', havin' the crew