on a rampage Breaks out in a damn rage, so don't try to stand, break Sit in the range, you'll get maimed, I don't fight fair Strike with a mic, in a
's a joker on the loose from the psychiatric ward His face is up on the bulletin board with a reward He'll stab you with a sword don't be fooled by his
Im playing daddy to another n-ggas daughter don't worry even Jesus never saw his real father I don't bother me at all though Yeah say it don't bother me They got me
F-I-N-E-double-S-E, don't play or stress me Cause that shit don't impress me I make papes off the shit I create, and then dictate So get your motherfuckin
me near bob marley, or even haley salassie Surround me by his israeli posse What I know shocks me, the seven heads of juliani Six-six-six, illuminati, and lord makes shorty mummify me
the hatin', they just remind me of Satan Keep 'em motivating, police asking questions about this and this I don't know shit and hell no, I don't know
of paper, so these haters can't stand me; Ballin' like the Lakers, keep heat like Miami, And she killin' in them jeans, "Baby, won't you take 'em off
of paper, so these haters can't stand me Ballin' like the Lakers, keep heat like Miami And she killin' in them jeans, "Baby, won't you take 'em off for
society somebody save me Addicted to drama so even mama couldn't raise me Even the preacher and all my teachers couldn't reach me I run in the streets
jury, don't get your case dismissed When I get pissed an' smash through the makeshift Uplift, dump this, make your shit knock Hypnotical hard rock that don't
Son, just don't let it (Just don't let it) Just don't let it (Just don't let it) Just don't let it (Just don't let it) Get the best of you Late one
off rocks like Barney Rubble 'Cause them mark ass niggaz don't want trouble And we ain't on edge when we do work Police don't recognize the khakis and
ya like to see me doin' bad But i'm doin' good, fuck the police that's rollin' thru my neighborhood Fuckin' peaker wood see me in the five speed I don't
Murder)] Running from the police, they never capture me Running from the police, they never capture me Running from the police, they never capture me
' lucky/ So why you muggin' me thug, you really ain't buggin' me bitch/ And Little Capo keep lookin' that's cause he really love me/ The streets smothered me
fifty cops out there In a circle around O'Malley's bar "Don't shoot", I cried, "I'm a man unarmed" So they put me in their car And they sped me away
don't give a uh WooWooWooWooWoo Keys they goin in the trunk WooWooWooWooWoo Fiends they don't give a uh October 31st, I was standing by the sour These thugs don't