you have to kill yourself, you don't miss To prevent a miss, you put a gun in your mouth And blow your fuckin' brains out Fuck your mommy, fuck your daddy
Show on Earth! Is that your daughter Mr. Kissinger? Better keep an eye on her She been lookin me up and down Is that your woman in the coat of fur? Better keep an eye on
yo half oregano That's half italian yo who he I'm from that Island yo Staten crushing niggas like aspirins Comissioner Kelly I'll kill your captian That
with your smirk on Night-night lights, dim it down, get your mirk on Later I see you in hell, get your bird on Filled with embalming fluid, get your serve
man ran, tryin to get away from it Put your bifocal on, watch me a-cometh into your chamber like Freddy enter dream Discombumberate your technique and your
put your lighters in the air But when I'm in here I dont really care Cause I ride on 'em I style on 'em Yea I lay on 'em yea I flash on 'em Yea I know
... die... die... Get up on it get up on it get up on it, get on Get up on it get up on it get up on it, wheee Get up on it get up on it get up on it
the skills Cuz every person that don't listen is a sucker that kills And when I first started rappin I set some goals To rock your mind, your body and of course your
street I ain't forget you) Twenty niggas on the block trying to chase that buck Nosey neighbors and haters keep their face on stuck Cops roll up on
kill with me You scared motherfucker, keep it real with me, keep it real with me Now what the fuck they gon say to me Got to clap, yi mean all day with
the whole BK ready to kill with me You scared motherfucker, keep it real with me, keep it real with me Now what the fuck they gon say to me Got to clap, yi mean
hand on his dick Keep licking her lips Is that your bitch? Why she all in his ride? With her hand on his thighs Keep looking in his eyes Oh is that your
ticket and we'll be all right. Various people: stand up! Bend over towards us.Stand up on your knees, maybe. Turn up, turn up on your knees.As soon
me at the top smilin', he shoulda stopped wildin' Now could you picture me tryin' to finish him off? See why I pictured me on this side of the law High
and gangs while on my side Brothers will murder for different things but it all revolves around drugs, fame, and shorties stuck for your bling, stripped of your
ayo Nature I can't hold your hand through this shit man I'm not your father man, be your own man, stand on your own two I believe in you, believe in yourself
West Side throw it up, throw it up North Side where you at, where you at? South Side throw it up, throw it up Now... (Pras) Yo I keep my mind on my riches