J Lethal - Amerikaz Most Wanted lyrics

I tried to tell these p**y n***as I ain't the one for the games .40 cal hit ya face and take ya brains out the frame Riding in my homie Honda, feeling like a big dog Smoked out to the max, tell me can you see me through the fog I be blowing them trees, I be smoking on that sticky My style is just sporadic, and my flow is kinda tricky Wanted by everyone, cops and b**hes included Injecting realness to the game 'cause it's sounding too diluted You ain't nothing 'til you something, then every b**h gonna want a piece But it's money over b**hes, how we do it in the east Now, follow as we ride Step to me with some bullsh**, it will be a homicide Will I rise or fall, I think the answer is obvious Stronger than a locomotive, b**h it ain't no stopping this I shouldn't have to brag and tell you I'm the best Guns open up your flesh like a key to a treasure chest No mercy when we ride, no mercy when I bomb It's J Lethal's time to shine, and b**h I'm going in And I will not relent, I'm about to k** this beat with a murderous intent What you saying, what you saying, I will turn you to a memory White widow kush, tell 'em pour up the Hennessy And witness me take it to another level n***as live in gla** houses yet they still throwing pebbles I be sticking to my script, time to memorize my lines Like a diamond in a mine, you know I gotta shine The beast is the beast, I'ma let it run free In a Tropicana Chevy looking like some Hi-C I'm ill, I'm sick like a yeast infection Any rapper wanna go point 'em in my direction Got a fierce appetite, that's why I'm eating up the game Switching swags like clothes, I know I know no shame Jumping in and out of b**hes like I'm on a trampoline I be sipping on that syrup that make my body lean Two twin cups, two twin blunts Two twin b**hes and I'm about to get 'em drunk You know how I party, I be smoking on that skunk Any n***a blow my high, he gone be riding in the trunk I am fear-l-e-s-s, to put it mildly, I'm blessed not stressed And I plan to live my life, proceed progress I'm a true workaholic, I don't need no rest And I am the epitome You can try as you might, ain't no getting rid of me I s** a p**y, f** a p**y, leave a p**y dry I'm a mathematician 'cause I make the money multiply Am I sane or insane, or so insane I'm sane You need to elevate ya style 'cause you n***as sounding plain I'm a Eastside native, and I stay innovative Told my b**h to give me head and she left my dick abrasive Yeah, she clean it all off, have a n***a feeling good Roll my blunt, count my money like a real b**h should My words get poetic like Langston Hughes I'm electric on the scene, but I got a short fuse I'ma tear the roof off like we having a tornado Any boy looking stupid, place his brains on the table The story of my life would be money, money, money So don't call Jay unless ya got some for me, b*atch