Verse 1:
The harsh realities of life is takin toll
For even jesus christ forsake my soul
Please tell me the price to pay to make it home
Take control, Im makin doe, but not enough to blow
J os, they lust my flows, but a-yo
I dont trust a soul, I know I need to
These evil streets will meet you
Halfway than eat you, alive
Tryin to survive illegal, I leave you lost
Bounce you on the cross, rip you like a horse
Sacrife your life to a higher force
Than I stomp your corpse, its the bronx of course
Recognize the acsent, one of the last livin still in action
General assassin, catchin an erect, blastin any tech
Smashin any chest, passin any test
Charles manson in the flesh, any last requests
Before ya meet your maker, so would your reaper wake up
Shakin up a storm, like anita baker
Ill take ya straight to hell and fill your heart with maden
Incareate your fate in satans firey lake
Than I lock the gate, make no mistake
The shit is as real as joe, we follow the killers code
One becomes the you, tell me, where do you go?
Nowhere to run, hide or find you
In silence you scream and even if you kill me
Ill still be in your fuckin dreams
Hook:
You aint a killer, you still learnin how to walk
From new york to cali all the real niggas carry chalk
Mark you for death, wont even talk that east and west crap
Watch the left rack, it aint where youre from its wheres your gat
Verse 2:
You made a grave mistake, shouldnt of come here
You changed your fate, your brains will make a debut on the table
When I raise the stakes, the pain is great
But only for a second, is starts strong your lesson
Is when your restin
The armaggedon set in, left him with so much stress (b.s.)
Left him with no regrets (yes)
Welcome to hell son, the threshold of death
Face the serpent, I blaze the person
You get laced for certain
Even jakes dont trace the work
So close the curtain, Im hurtin, head serverly
Really tryin to bring the pain
Theres nothing more satisfing then when you cryin screamin my name
Its not a game, its purple rain
Floods and blood stains, big puns my thugs name
Bustin my gun, thats my love thang
Slit the jug vein, snatch your atams apple
John madden tackle your corpse
Then hoist it on the cross at the taben ackle
Thatll have to hurt, Ill work your body till it burst
The curse of viva, slangin ? first,
Im worse than anything you ever been through
Sick in the head and mental, essentially meant to be so ?
When you awaken, your manhood will be taken
Faken like you satan, when Im the rhymin abomination
Hook (x2)
Verse 3:
Its hard to analize, which guys is spies
Be advised people, we recognized who lies
Its all in the eyes chico
We read em and see em for what they are
Theives in undercover cars, takin my picture like Im a fuckin star
Im up to par, my game is in a smash
Stash a million in the stash
Passport with the gas , first name and last
Ask anybody if my men are rowdy
Give me the mini shottie, I body a nigga for a penny probably
Im obligated to anything, if its crime related
If it shine Ill take it, sill in my prime and I finally made it
I hate the fact that Im the last addition
Probably stash magician, could of went to college and been a mathmatician
Bad decisions kept me out the game
Now Im strickly out for cream, doin things to fiends
I doubt youll ever dream, my teams the meanest thing you ever seen
Measured by the heavens king, down to the devls mesimean
I never scream so loud, Im proud to be alive
Most heads died by 25, or catch a quick 3 to 5
So be advised, the streets is full of surprises
Its not what crews the livest, when the survivers whos the wisest
Hook (x2)
