Yo all I do is drop lethal, y'all know my people Verbally it's a massacre, I'm sharper then shanks up in Attica Choke them lethally till he suffocate Lifeless but step into this shit that's priceless I cut the life force, now I'm on the right course I stifle, those that pop shit but carry rifle, triflin' Yet I'm wise, every murder's organized It's premeditated so brothers recognize No escapin' the hell-a-coust, pay your toll, come across And watch me test my burner on a horse Homicidal, I used the vital when I step to suck-a-cidal It all balls down to my recital No time to waste, fill the base, I got ya head in the suitcase Smilin' while I'm look at ya dead face The cause of death still remains a mystery it's a pity They caught me cause the source had to flicker me Not at all tops the shame, no external, no blood stains Sharp objects to pierce the brain I got enough dope for your veins and restrain Hand cuffs and chains nuthin' but pain Nigga, you better wreckgonize You better, wreckgonnize Nigga, you better wreckgonize Nigga, you better wreckgonize, nigga Carlos, the base head, is lurkin' Askin' for change nigga constantly urkin' Ms.Elizabeth callin' out the window to her husband Joe Nigga died a year ago and every day's the 4th of July With the sparks in the sky aimin' at the gods as we get high What's your pleasure? Sippin' on the booze and the Cru's smoke the blunts The whole blunt, nuthin' but the blunt But the O heads in the projects, hit the heron Dozin' off in front of liquor stores through a plong Don't know how to act, Sister Eve go to church But she still smoke the cracks, praise to the lord, doin' bad Spanish kids across the bridge popin on that nes tabs Go to the bar drop the yay-yo Sniffin' with the lows, all red lookin' feyo And the ledge round the way, Yogi still smokes dust Beetlejuice (Beetlejuice, be, beetlejuice, beetlejuice) I guess that lesson wasn't delivered When Chip and Elah took that long walk in the river Fuck a 95, we got the 9 25's, 3 8 10, 2 4 4's Make a nigga hesitate, that's if you don't know the date Nigga, you better wreckgonize You better, wreckgonnize Nigga, you better wreckgonize Nigga, you better wreckgonize, nigga In actuality violence is my reality Some tend to talk me but to them it's just fallacy True lies, you kick your stories on the street That was true, listened twisted up and say it was you But me, I'm representin' while my peeps puff herb, superb Dropin' bombs like a Boznian, Serb's my word It gets no deeper, I bet the Grim Reaper While layin' on my chest wish-in I had worn a vest Now don't ask why just wreckgonize my demise Runnin' from 4 5's spark the drive-by's Long hot days in July, the blood dries And the kid that didn't run is the kid who dies The body states of America filled with lies Shorties runin' and gunin' in front of God's eye It ain't no surprise that the brain just fries Due to excessive use of the get highs And I'm that same nigga drinkin' Mitie And we can't kick out habits no matter how many tries Living amongst the new world, doin' despise Guys that don't give a fuck the just chastise But I rise, see my mind's too wise Catchin' bodies with chip-a-bodies I have no ties Hittin' home runs while you hit pop flies Don't mind the size nigga just wreckgonize Nigga, you better wreckgonize You better, wreckgonnize Nigga, you better wreckgonize Nigga, you better wreckgonize, nigga Nigga, you better wreckgonize You better, wreckgonnize Nigga, you better wreckgonize Nigga, you better wreckgonize, nigga © POLYGRAM INT'L MUSIC PUBG GROUP; RHYTHM BLUNT MUSIC; AEROSOL PUBLISHING; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com