My revenge on the streets[2]
Listen
Cause this sh** gets deep
Head gunning
I'm coming
The weak are running
My riches
My words of wisdom
f** them b**hes
Listen
Give us freedom
Foam posites
Army fatigues
Hanging in my f**ing closet
I rocked it
Revolution and fashion
Is what I practice
Lyrical action
I get it crackling, I'm battling
Do or die no lie
War cries
Under the sheets
Thunder and lightning
The mad scientist
I'm violent
A mad lion
I'm a animal that eats mammals
A lyrical cannibal
My words glowing
Walking on water
Ya' gums yapping
Instant reflex that's when sh** starts to happen
I get to lyrical clapping
Call the coroner
Body on the corner
A mortician
The fat lady
A lot of slow singing
Bringing an old flow
To the youth though
You ain't nothing but new hoes
With a wack flow
And tight clothes
A minstrel show
Just a plain ol'
Motherf**ing negro
He pulled out the pistol
Bullets hit you like a missile
She missed you
Your mothers tears and some tissue
Father said f** it
Looking for comfort
While your laying in a coffin
Often
Daddy caught you hustling
Turned his eyes away
He knew you were gonna die
Anyway
Trying to be
Gunplay
You got popped through the Kevlar armor
Now that's karma
Clockers drive bys
Hood drama
They sprayed the building
Look out for the innocent children
Mash up the place
But don't k** them
Spilling plasma Grandma's asthma
Where's her pump at?
The b**h don't matter
f** peace
f** that
f** lyrical gats
You need gats
That explode and go
Braaaaaa
Take that
f** boys sell that crack, crack, crack
The revolution is here
Two techs, two Glocks
Pop goes your head with those fashion locks
Wanna be 2Pac
Dmx
Hell is hot and d**h is dark