Wais P - Timothy McVeigh lyrics

[Termanology] I put grams in a bag, give em to the fiends Make it rain, make it flood, New Orleans My money dirty, but you know my whip clean Its 'Ology and Wais P the new Isleys [Wais P] Watch your wifey, I'm so icy She just might be, trying to Skype me, and excite me Ain't a n***a like me, I put bullets where the vice be Put poison in your ice tea, yo [Termanology] Imagine the cabbage I get when I go in and spit I choke a label rep and break his neck for the rep Put it on tape ca**ette, dvd, blue-ray We in a new age, computers and bootlegs [Wais P] But its still shooters who move eggs True heads blow feds do ten legs, home on parole kids I do my whole bid, my nuts swollen My right hand frozen from a cold pen [Termanology] I look at my enemies, like I look at Kennedys They all dead, warheads, bush overseas I roll through the block in a motherf**ing tank For heavens sake, give up, guess I"m late The ma** murderer, words in a verse make it worse Snatch a purse, slap a nurse in a baptist church My heart with god, mind with money Crime and honeys, I'm high as the highest Cudi? [Wais P] I'm Nicholas Cage, I live in a rage I should be put in a cage, for spitting the gauge I'm fitting a play, fixing the game I'm President Nixon in present day, call me a reverend, hey! Put the gifts in my sleigh, I buy n***as by the beday Screaming its my birthday k** you are your worst day, put your babies in the nursery Can't f** with Wais P and Termanology! [Termanology] Ripping tubes in my living room, its almost noon Banging an Eminem tune about taking mushrooms I grab a can of spray paint, tag it up for Nanna It says recipes grandma now I'm a finish you Santa You coming down the chimney I get my Timothy McVeigh on Spray a bomb like its Hiroshima I say it crystal clear, I near the man in the mirror Prepare for glory my story is gory like a k**er