mud maybe it's the ethic the lack of a pattern the thrill of the kill from the hunt that we build then again, it's all perspective so put your fucking
the mud maybe it's the ethic the lack of a pattern the thrill of the kill from the hunt that we build then again, it's all perspective so put your fucking
steady fuckin Fuck that, not the one that's gonna fall on no hoe trap Ease back bitch, before you need all your teeth back.. .. I ain't no fuckin mark
dis When you know you nuh fit You better move you bombo Before me start trip Nuff a them a talk OutKast Nuff a them a trip Nuff a them come in like
got you, pop you and stop you (Stop you, stop you) Nigga, this Mo Thug and we can get fucked-up Even if I'm under surveillance, I watch out Wanna win, and fuck
block As a hollow point bust through the punk's back Raisin' Cain, feel no pain as I penetrate Nigga five deep as I strike at a quick pace I got the
pound of chuck tightly wound as fuck till the fire marshalls come shut Fire marshall ground 'em up I guess you should just shut the fuck up and stop fucking
You a fool (Tore his ass up) Banks you a fool for that (Fuck that nigga) (Goddamn) Man, fuck that punk-ass nigga Man trying to fuck with the dangerous
' sleep on somethin', might as well be a bed And if you gon' crack a nigga, might as well be a head 'Cause if you targetin' the L.O.X. You might as as
I jumped out the blocks like ready, set, go Check all my traps and dodge to Fedco I'm all up in the mix like a fuckin' collage And out the garage, is
wait And we gon' show them people what it really is in the A [Hook ] [Killer Mike] Straight from Atlanta, the hog hand-ler Grown folk trap, scramb-ler Knee deep, means to get them
turf At times, Cuban Link verse, yo Check out the rap kingpin, summertime fine jewelry drippin' Face in the box, I seen your ear twitchin' As soon as
Wheel of, Fortune here's my chance to spin it Got no time for cops, who trip and try to catch me Too fuckin trigger happy, to let them suckers snatch
, now be deceased Little Kim, don't fuck with real ass G's Quick to snatch your ugly ass off the streets, so fuck peace I'll let them niggas know it'
got me trapped in this slavery Now I'm lost in this holocaust headin for my grave, G I told Sam, he could fuck the war And got a busted jaw for sayin', "Fuck
man, you just not knowin?, damn These niggas got me fucked up, aw, what up, Abstract Rude? Rap dude, ain?t nobody fade the fresh coast You know them
[Lil' Rob] And basically that's what I think All these fucking fools can talk all the fucking shit about me 'cause I could give a fuck, you know what
