claim to be assassins But to Bone there is no equal And Bone will stand alone And buck down any other sucka Me quick to pull me gun And straight up kill
s the nigga that's takin no shorts Smokin on the newports your ghetto resource And bitch you wanna dig your own ditch and hit you with levels beyond
it's the nigga that's takin' no shorts Smokin' on the newports your ghetto resource And bitch you wanna dig your own ditch And hit you with levels beyond
gotta get to start, to handle niggaz, no slackin' lackin'. It's trackin', and if the dance vibe best, there's a dance vibe best, then he can swerve. And
down on your set and then jet And smash off in my soap box 'Cuz I'm down for the dirt And muthafuckas said it don't stop Now which one of you hoes wanna
't wanna fuck, so homie loc is breakin' up It just so happened homie see my low and now he's madder Than a muthafucka, 'specially when he see me blown And now he's
cars and diamond rings Ah-ah, ah-ah, we can't have no fake niggas on our team Now you watch my back, nigga, and I watch yours One's for the dough, two's
And I'ma do ya bad, black And when I come, I'm bustin' up niggas to hear me, black Ya should of never let a nigga see If there was niggas and bitches and
talkin' to Louch or none of his crew We poppin' you quick, put big knives in you, bitch, get off our dick White Air's and white T's get filthy quick And
be thinkin' when they see me Niggaz call me whodni, blast and poof like a genie I stack whack rappers, and stick'em like cornerbacks Yall niggaz is jumpin' jackz, and
and a possible homicide The building is entitled "The Ultimate Barbershop" There are six unidentified bodies in the building They are all presumed dead I repeat they are all presumed dead However there
's alive, and up goes, and up goes you're adrenaline You aimed, you fired, THERE YOU GO, limp figures So you take ? and then play the role of friend and
to myself when there ain't no one to rap to And to me yo my shit be sounding sweet It's like doo rock doo rock oop I chew with my group chicken and
come to my funeral when my days are done? Life's not long and so I hope when I am finally dead and gone That you'll gather round when I am lowered into the ground When
, your gettin' older now and it's cold when you're lonely And Nathan's growin' up so quick, he's gonna know that you're phony And Hailie's gettin' so
car to mink Chk, chk, yo trail the Bricks where I wrestle grizzly bears (Okay) And stick a track for it's snare and kick When it's committed, damned
only thing I'm sniffin' is dust, because it's It's so ruff, 'cause it's so ruff 'Cause it's so ruff, it's so ruff Me and Erick Sermon takin' a trip
's the synical lyrical rap individual On my death bed I spit sick flows that's critical I'm not a fan of this, I'm a mic vandalist Thug therapist my clan's