NBS - No Rest for the Wicked lyrics

[Intro:] Yeah It's that real hip hop [Verse 1:] There ain't no rest for the wicked I ain't never resting Ever since birth dog i've been destined Even as a child I was young and restless Used to spit rhymes till I was breathless Pushed the sk**s to the limit I always test it Now I tried and test it now I well invested Knowing that i'm destined I am never stresting Do you f**ing hear me testing testing A legend in this game like [?] Ima enter the stage like smith and wesson Take the game and I wrecked an dissect it Cause my style's majestic and i've been elected I've never been a snitch I don't know confession So if y'all a snitch i'll explode your section You have no time to think when we knock a second You dealing with number 1 so y'all be second Uh! [Chorus:] You soft then you dead that's your last bet Then it's off with yo head like an Aztec N.B.S and snowgoons wrote the mastext Now we out in Canada getting a** next Rolling with Aspects make your last bet Now it's off with yo head like an Aztec N.B.S and snowgoons wrote the mastext Now we got in all smash we with Aspects [Verse 2:] We strip down to yo rap flow Ma goonies roll joints and let the gack go We don't really f** with you a**holes [?] I am, have you watch the cash flow with spend Who better than nursing this man Eat fast I speed past you weak a** Too cold to catch a heat rash n***as crash when I spas i'm so official Got young homies collecting ma cash who hold the pistol It's on watch ma dukies perform like what's the issue Catch us riding through Canada smoking sideway in Canada Aspects rocking with N.B.S bandanad up It's that big bank gang and goon musick Never ask how we doing this we sh**ting on n***as stupid Traveling off of music we sky high we skydive With no parachute in the snow blizzy Or is it the vets go get it no quit is it yet Hoe n***as so bitter cause they know what we got [Chorus] [Verse 3:] I'm so high i'm on Venus the flow genius If yo chick know me it's cause i'm throwing penis Down the neck like a bowtie i'm hung like a clothes line And I get her wet but you so dry Still rocking Tuxedos i'm the gold kind Got some new toys got rid of the 09 Squeezing trigger at you n***as tryna flow rhyme Y'all getting no credit dog f** a co-sign I got connects from ma old times And now that the dough rise you bosses Getting at me for whole pies When I was moving weight back in 05 Y'all n***as had no pride all of a sudden n***as is so live That's appalling a squad remains all in Never stalling money gets you hauled in You lames starving f** that name calling Cause ma game's balling n***a James Hardin