If I did it, then I done it
Then the battle just started
and I'm gunnin'
For niggas who ain't down who I ride for
That nigga that corrupt,
dog -crowned death row
Here we go, blood or crippin' don't matter
I blast and outcast
those who separate me from my goals
Without a doubt,
kill him and turn him mad
Know it's the way that I shake,
rile and unroll
And like Jumaane,
cryin' enthusiastic is too nigh
Kaboom,
we master the extreme as a team
Scope you out and cut you
down like a guillotine
I hung a string of obscenes
and thaw foolishness
Schoolin' this whole rap game,
re -rulin' this, re -doin' this,
pursuin' this
Major, stackin' major paper,
on my dog street behavior
I caved the chest in,
bruised your ribs with a blow
With skills like Tyson,
knockin' your ass out like Bruno
You know I burned up, two roars,
your whole fuckin' camp
Get in your skin, kill anything that lives
Sure enough, I never thought
that your ass can come rough
Call you bluff, come up with skills
to smash your stump
You know it's hardcore,
you know it's raw
You know it's hardcore, I break your jaw
Too many times with rhymes
I combine and blow minds
with the ways I design
Too many fucking times
The author of Authentics
When I was young I played
games with Skrrt
Hot and go get it
Ties laced in the clinic
Learned quick to always keep a leash
and hat on my dick
I know you tripping off me
and what play I flew
But I ain't tripping off you
and what you say I do
It's time for war,
man they all running again
Empty clip below, start gunning again
I remember, corrupt you never get that far
No matter who y 'all,
I've found you can shine like stars
I use patience, in a planet of my scythe
To the corners of dupes,
far where it's lie like life
I'm put in a position where I think
That I'm bout to beat em,
sees purple, blue and pink
Take what's yours,
break down your doors
Hardcore, radical, rough and raw
When you come, talkin' what you talk
It's me, I'm bout to stalk
And I'll rock it from LA to New York
On to the city and feel
Where all my niggas at, keepin' it real
All we in Shanheal, to the south,
to the east, to the north
Corrupt, grabbin' it, about to rip it off
I rocks the west,
so tell me who rocks the best
I rocks the spot without glocks
and homicidal shots
I leave the scene like a quake,
cuz I leave em shake
And they all shake,
tryna take the money that I make
You never get past three rounds
Three rounds, three MCs in three towns
I came to put it down
And lay all three of these motherfuckers
down on the ground
It's about the cash,
move quick, move fast
The real again,
leave a muthafucka stranded like Gilligan
Kill and I kill again,
I got money on my mind
Posted at the pump,
sittin' in my room with a pad,
writin' rhymes
I'm goin' to nickels,
nickels on the dime
Before the thousand, a million dollar bond
You know it's me and your world, dad
It's about the bitches,
it's about the cash
Move quick, move fast, the real again
See the muthafuckas stranded like Gilligan
Kill and I kill again,
I got money on my mind
Sittin' in my room with a pad,
writin' rhymes
Dimes on the nickels, nickels on the dimes
A quarter, thousand,
a million dollar bond
You