2005 Freestyle
Listen, I'm the definition of a monster
Sitting like a mobster revolver on my lap
Barrel full of Black Talons
I lick it at your sqaudron, roll up
Like "hold up"
Start spitting while I'm driving
Peel off, then roll up
You niggas better slow up
Before you bang the fuck out
I aim, let it flame
Blow your brains all the fuck out
All over your shirt
Since a youngin' I was buck wild
All up in the dirt
Ma screaming "Get the fuck out!"
No phil I was raised at
South Philly I plays that
Wherever I'm around
I hold it down like a wave cap
Yeah my niggas stay strapped
Blaze and I'mma blaze back
All over that yolk and get
Your motherfuckin' egg cracked
Northside a Bird Streeter
Southside a Eight Baller
Posted by the green gate
Cops come we scrape on 'em
Niggas dropping tapes on 'em
Tryin' get us locked down
Snitchin' to the district
That's enough to get you shot down
Nine Parabellum
Fuck around and get a nigga momma cerebellum
And they ain't ridin' man they tell them
I been slidin' with a 7, all titanium
Big boy sound
Jump around with a flame in 'em
Me I play my role
Getting hoes like I'm Chamberlain
Same hoes you kiss
The same ones that give me cranium
Every time I touch a gun
All I hear is Damien
Trying to pipe me up to rack a
Nigga like I'm Dame and 'em
I bounce on them tracks like
I bounce on them bikes i'm so nice with it
I ain't even write in it
I'm usually on the low blowing
Dro like tenant with
A big 45 on my side right in it
They gotta melly all down in
The house just to-
(hol on, hol on, hol on, hol up)
It's Meek Milly check, yo, look
See I'm the nicest nigga out
Ain't nobody seeing me the whole
Hood agree with me i'm wiping niggas out
They like what I'm about
Every time I'm killing it
The whole hood feelin' it
I gotta ward 'em off
Right now I'm on the south
Dealin with them killa niggas
Sheisty and gorilla niggas
Fuck it tho, we out! You talking what he bout
Nigga making threats, it's a bet I send my
Bloodhounds barking at his house
Got a dirty MAC, the same color as Bernie Mac
With 30 claps
I let him squeeze to burn ya back
I pull it back then let it scream
It go rrrat than search it back
You take a breath and then collapse
I can show you how I get that dough
You got to X out blocks and
Move O's like tic tac-toe
Find a connect, get that blow
That'a have your
Things racing like on your marks, get set
Go i'm the nigga with the sick ass flow
In the hotlines
I'm on the corner like a stop sign
By the Chinese store
Eyes low like a Chinese boy
Two twins like a siamese bow
Niggas know what it is