gonna be cutting throats till the break of dawn Can't nobody get me I've always been a psycho now they coming with me That's straight when we team up
gonna be cutting throats till the Break of dawn, can't nobody get me I've always been a psycho now they coming with me That's straight when we team up
MC's get their wigs blown, trounced off my fistbone Choked from my death, every time they break a wishbone Eventually, I knew the whole world would mention me
back on the highway 9-5 way, do or die way Since were all gangstaed up we gonna do it my way Homicide way, grown wit a metal fist (BK!) Home of the chrome
to em') [Magic] Look, they got me locked up in O-Z Stay the fuck from around me, ya niggas don't know me Ya cross me, ya better down me Better ask, I
on the ground This time is different from the others This time I'm going with my brothers Try the champ not today anyway Giving you a raised fist up your face Break
faces Invasion led by other nations I feel fragile & lost, I have no patience Intervention is building up the tension Breaking the foundation Gravity keeps me
seem to fade away. I seem to fade away. I want to fade away! This part goes out to those fucking fools who are breaking our hearts into pieces. Making up
ground this time is different from others this time I'm going with my brothers try the champ not today anyway he will just give you a raised fist up your face break
think we would have given up by now This system has gotten the best of me Now I pray for God to invest in me My dignity, invest his glory Give me the
once again the mirror raised And I see myself as clear as day And I am going to the limits of my ultimate destiny Feeling as though Somebody somewhere is testing me
paid my dues ,8 tapes I recorded I'm knocking tables, to stir it up a bit And I ain't ya average fan kid I've had enough of it Let me step it up a bit
dark It's that needle and thread Stitch up my broken heart! Cuff me up and take me in So I can sleep an hour or two Just me and the gross criminals Singing
I left his nose in a busted up condition Only came back for my last check to pay me off He told me then that he wasn't gonna lay me off Said I should
da mosh pit Swing yo muthafuckin' fist and beat 'em in da mosh pit It's da juice, off in da club So raise your set high in da air and show me love We
face with my Chucker So niggaz back up, yo, I'ma set it Fuckin' with me, you won't live to regret it I don't fake moves, I break peeps I'm takin' niggaz
Hands Up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Throw your hands up Get your hands up Brothers
. mixed it New York freshed it all these def hits you can't test this rhyme still buggin' clock 'nuff duckin' no wait yo hold up hold up now fuck it one