Masta k**a - Element of Surprise lyrics

[La the Darkman] Bear witness to the god, young thugs don't live long Life is a game of chess (and you playin the pawn) I be the king, listen to the knowledge I born Walk a righteous path, you can never go wrong Yo east New York, Schenectady, this kid live next to me Manifest his destiny, to specialize in treachery Subliminal, wanted to be nuttin, but a criminal Wit braids, and doo-loo dropped out the eight grade Tradin rocks, mad obsessed wit guns, was infected Should of came amongst gods, could of been resurrected He expected to live long, holdin the Glock Never opened up his lessons, never took the salat Robbed a liquor store, the old man knew him since four Still slapped him wit the toast, and son emptied the cash drawer Watchin news flicks, what the kid did, gettin famous Found the owner in the back of the store, left brainless The stainless was found, in the sewer three blocks down The DE's flashed his picture around the Polo Grounds Kicked his grandmother door down, wit a search warrant Hand cuffed him in his boxers, tipped off by an informant He was sentenced to thirty-two, Y Equality Allah rules, he should of listened to his j**els Chorus 2x [La the Darkman and Masta k**a] Young thugs don't live long Life is a game of chess, and you playin a pawn I be king, listen to the knowledge I born Walk a righteous path, and you can never go wrong (word up) [Masta k**a] This be the dance of the drunken, n***a found slunken Over the steering wheel with one to his head, black All those he drove his next destination of home Suddenly sniped from civilization Reality starts to set in, his last thoughts Flashin back to where it all begun A shorty who slung for a militant soldier Who made his bones by holdin down the corner Never turned snitch even though he was pinched by the Feds He held his weight and did a bid Of two to six, as he sat from his cell wit a vengence He held in his heart like a icepick Physically, he's cut the f** up Tryin to maintain but his head is f**ed up To learn, the word on the streets confirmed Of the sickness, murderin a family member that turn Informant, he swore to a code of silence He broke it, this lead to bloodshed and violence [U-God] This chick Iris out in Queens had a c**aine Lexus Dime s**es, she rock a leather G necklace Building reckless, Queen kingpin d**hwish Hit women that'll f** you and return them the essence This evil widow, she pulled a fo'-fo' out the pillow Wit a silencer, la costra nostra cats, they admired her They hide a force sting to hit the North Region king of teamster Head C.E.O. of, a major ring but one thing Lead to another, a leaf, blew her cover She got side-swiped, tied up, he buck fifty cut her He shot her both knees then, dumper her in the gutter It was gory, the top n***a tortured her for glory But, he let her live so she could about this story