|Lyrics:||Verse 1: |
At night I can feel the vibe in sight
straight through the individual in
Everybody got hit when I bust heat, I had to let the 1-2 guage...speak
Because we Murder MC's everyday, motherfuckers don't play
Straight from the under, whenever
I see the wonder, I wonder
How, nuff punk niggas got caught let's start, the art is the
I'm sparkin' it, play the quarterback, hut, so I can get a nut
When I take
a pull niggas your dead bwoy what?
I'm talking to you and your whole crew, pick 'em out
Whatever one you want dead first
save the best for last cause I got a verse
That'll burst like Bubble Yum, troublesome
dumb niggas in the back on crack thats...
"6 feet deep in the crease" (x16)
thunder from the one
the original one to pack heat like the sun
Pull a gun, niggas
better run, FAST, nigga what?
Nigga bring apon cock on ass
Look behind and feel the
heat from the devil on your back
I'm pullin' a mac, hum, now learn your lesson, now
Recognize that Heltah Skeltah's on the rise
and you can look into the
eyes of a devil
Motherfuck a 10% cause when I represent the 5%, the God's get bend
Shake from the right to left now left to right
You drop the mic cause you was BUTT, throw
your hands up WHAT?
Fatigue wear up to here, no fear
wear your TImberlands tie them
up now we in there
I get no time to fake G's, come follow me
6 feet deep inside the
First MC up to bat, Buckshot back
cause I can attack the shrat?
Black and original crooks style, no style
is the bitch ass style
You fuck around and get the gun blaow, look at me now bwoy
Come test, get out the buddha,sees can make a man get finesse
You must be fuckin' with that
Cause the cord shit that I fuck with get me it, no doubt
A dime of
that Hawaiian sess, make a nigga like me finesse
Forget about stress just parlay, play the
And I'm a take you niggas on another ride, like...