true wrecker The label is nothin' but MC Black 'n' Decker Three boys buggin' to the A.M You step to the Serch and I slam Negative mind, paid as snakes
You Want From Me Fuck The Record You Makin Cause Most Folls Is Fakin The Dreams You Chasin Really Aint Out There So Get Out Of My Way Or Give Me My
That they gon' try to kill me Go hard for mine is all I know I'm trying to get all this dough I try to say If you want me, come and get me Early in
d y The s-h-a-n-e, yes it's me You better believe there's no comp and I'm certain So if you try to battle me, then it's cur-tains I'm no joke, the wrong
hard, but the hardly a threat to the vet Once you start me, no stoppin, no pardon me No coppin a plea, I beat you in the head, third degree What's the
lavish I might sneak you in the crib, see my lizards in grasses You try to get me come-up on, yo And when you see me, you know I got my come-up arm on
Back from the war Covered in red, white and blue So here I am But I got nowhere to go Heaven help you now Heaven help you now Monkey man This is not
when the ruger clap, is rufus back I see what you thinkin, you want me to die, is that so? Now you left leaning back, thanks to Fat Joe You got reservations in heaven, you
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain
motherfucker For that china white I lay a nigga mama down We can shoot it out like Frank White did in Chinatown You know I got that hard white, you know
's inevitable, you can't stop me Try to carbon copy, but it always comes out sloppy You can't outrap me, you can't outrock me Like the dreads on my head
report it second only to snakes And grass will change your musical habits, for the better America's most blunted Soon as he start sleepin', catchin' you off guard If you
teaching, but not makin' The grade - they're played. I'm the teacher, man, you're the student Close your ears if you feel you're prudent And can't deal
' they're teaching, but not makin' The grade - they're played. I'm the teacher, man, you're the student Close your ears if you feel you're prudent
's lookin' at you one two lookin' too How you roll what you stole let me see you Nah fuck you, if you wasn't a cop I might bust you, I don't trust you
game, gimme the chain and the Range My niggaz up to par, drop-top Jaguars Lock on you when you step in the car Lock-whole you when you step in the car
a (Devil) I'mma kill you if you pull out that 38 special I'm a WHITE BOY till they throw me in the ground WHITE BOY, ha, hold me down now Big Ass White
track with you boys, you know I'm tal'n bout It's all about the 3rd baby 3rd coast, yeah I got this [Den Den] See I'm mentally ready, fuck those is testing me