Greed - No Hesitation lyrics

[Verse 1: G.Reed] Outta reach, I'm Cheech & Chong out the bong Wesley Snipes out the pipe, watch my Blade get swung Been slim since '91; don't test my sk** to k** Still Some mother f**ers wanna ice skate upHill In the middle of the summer months I believe in karma but I don't believe in alotta rappers coming up, what! I got the answers to whatever problems coming bruh Dispose the body then play a game of "Whodunit" whaaat! I don't be knowing where they flowin' I got more important business like getting my a** tourin' Cause my peoples looking at me like, "Get the Show on the road" and I don't ever speak on issues so I feel like I'm implodin' Look! My life a comic-book I'm Spawn, you a pawn, hook a bomb in the kitchen, mother-f**er let Muhammed cook! Drogas! [Verse 2] f** water whippin', this is wire hanger rap Never say my name in vein, I'm h**n on the track Pure, incorruptable; Only do it if I want to You could never beat me, could k** me and I'll still haunt you I'm Silent Bob, the director and the star You on Fremont and still can't direct me to some bars I'm fresh up out the jar, Ma**achusetts from the start But better recognize my county is still Clark I've been creating art, been my motive from the start I'm an Uptown knight, you an Uptown narc Any Uptown night, know I prolly just sparked And I'll prolly roll another 'fore I leave where I'm parked Mind all heart, my heart all flame Treat rappers like the Mayans and my n***as all from Spain My weed not Malaysian but I vanish with the plane I'm bout to mark my territory on a higher plane And The Hills said Nothin' Was The Same [Verse 3] Pissin' on the whole f**in' industry And anyone who ever lied, don't care if you was kin to me b**h, if I sh** in your mouth, you gotta love it That's the only way what I'm eatin' is goin' in your stomach Smoke a stockin' watchin' yours plummet Politickin' with the GAWD$ meetin' from the summit n***as know I'm sick, I don't spit I vomit Throw a comet, f** a wish, that's a promise The rap games now, touch that's your hand If you don't see me coming you should prolly blame your mans He a Stan My number 1 fan A fiend for them grams You jelly cause I'm making the jam Catch a snippet, crack your face in Spit from Mason Jars over heat with a little bit of space In- Between the flame, wave that to your face, Don't Ask when you feel it, it's No Hesitation