The Legendary Traxster - Who Am I lyrics

(Chorus x 2) Who am I? Scar mother f**ing face Who am I? A to the mother f**ing K Who am I? Belo mother f**ing Zero Who am I? n***as Ain't Ready to Die (Scarface) Who the f** am I? A born k**er with no conscience Leaving n***as with holes in their heads unconscience No second chances Cos in this game no one advances You made your move and f**ed up now the devil dances No scrilla for this just murderers with blocks To run up on their dick and hit em and get em hot With a 357 slug pointed at your nose Left a bloody mess and a note stuck between your toes You f** with me n***a you're f**ing with the warrior Anybody destroying you're packing the sig sauer Putting n***as off in body bags cos in this game you take no prisoners Leave it in blood Hare Krishna Nobody's breathing n***as stuck on getting even You die this evening insanity gon be my reason I trail n***as fill n***as and k** n***as I introduce the ways that are wicked to real n***as (Chorus x 2) (AK) Who ever epitomise And idolise my murderous sk**s With this vivid imagination and slugs that k** Off in the zone unorthodox with the world on blocks It's unexplainable how I got these b**h n***as locked Keep my eyes on my safe and keep this murderous flavour Since I picked up a strap I've had this murderous behaviour Spread the whole clip around and get the f** outta Dodge I got a ride full of straps in my homies backyard It's too cold to proceed without a block to start Watch a gat blows him apart as the bullets depart Now who the f** am I? Is the question you ask Can't be touched or f**ed with is all you need to know It's 1998 plus you b**hes got to go And y'all cain't f** with me and tell em why My adrenaline rush on jump Plus you got my arm beneath grabbing with the double barrel pump (Chorus x 2) (Belo) I hear some n***as talking loud like we been stealing this sh** Just say you hate me co*k the bullsh** don't you grip on my dick It's Belo Zero mother f**ers same sick a** nut Drink a brew and smoke some weed and blow your b**h a** up I put in work so recognise I carry my sh** on my chest More respect and I neglect to come up back with the vest I never seen a thousand soldiers hit the dirt on your roll f** your chief and all the soldiers I'm a king on my own I'm coming with force down with Big Chief n***a Rapalot style Grip sixteens and triple beams will leave that a** on the pile Walk on down and see the light cos I'm not faking the sh** I told you once that I'm a soldier I'm just taking your sh** Now who am I a born k**er n***a f** what you heard I'm too delirious and serious I ain't like a nerd f** around and call the coroner dig your whole a** up Separate your head from the spam and leave your b**h a** stuck n***a... (Chorus x 2) (N.A.R.D) Retaliation is a must I see n***as from behind so I bust My Desert Eagles gon to catch you when they duck Now what the purpose when they still gon get struck And leave they brains f**ed up I don't know why they put they eyes on me Cos I'm a black material k**er trying to keep it low key Now what it was they probably didn't know it was me But that goes to show em that fancy b**hes focus just be They want to look up on my Rolex while I spot on my heat They see my Lexus car shining when I been on the streets With no ticket on it but still they try to find out what's in it It's a black n***a with a black chrome on the seat In the dark zone it's on And hell yeah I used to push packs Taking n***as straps and pimping b**hes in 'lacs Matter of fact this sh** I rap about I did before See it ain't no studio mother f**er just stepping through these doors (Chorus x 2) We can't be f**ed with we can't be touched Cos the drama that we bring is just too much it's just too much Do Or Die Do Or Die Cos the drama that we bring is just too much it's just too much