$lick $loth - Sarcophagus II lyrics

[Verse 1: Slick Sloth] Run up on a f**ing busta k** 'em like I'm body lovin' Grabbin' the shovel wrap him in bubbles Schizophrenic lunatic Cold hearted motherf**er Run your mouth b**h run your mouth All these f**ing rappers front Talking sh** behind your back They shake your hand then hit the blunt You see the difference with me I grew up with the G's in the west bank streets Running d** up on my bike when I was just Thirteen Every day another fight but I was scared to bleed You beat my a** you better k** me I'll return with the fleet Cut em gun em down and nothing beat the case in a week If nobody do no snitching they ain't got sh** on me Walking free, why you dead covered up in a sheet b*tch [Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry] Pull up with this motherf**ing Tec Pull up with this motherf**ing Mac Pull up with the motherf**ing sack full of green What you mean you ain't gonna smoke this sh** with me I smack a rapper with the backhand then tell him to get his own P What you know about me, hoe Grey is what I be I got Ramirez in the cut and he stay ready to cut Yeah b**h I got Christ in the cut with the shotty pumping and ducking I got Navi I got Blackout I got Six Fo' I got Stunna Now what the f** you wanna do I just gotta call up a number [Verse 3: Ramirez] Think about a murder Repping triple six is unheard of Stalking through the f**ing night and k**ing these bustas so what's heard of Slick is gripping on the Mossberg Oddy on the Tec-9 Run your mouth I'll bust your spine and end your motherf**ing life Got these bodies floating where the river turns grey f**ing with the Fifty Nine The bullets from my new robbery getting sprayed s**ing ducking gripping on my motherf**ing tone Punch you in the f**ing face, stab your brain with your nose bone