I got my akhi on the line
Talkin' 'bout a philosophical decline
You was dyin' on a vine
My loyal co-D is impossible to find (It's never gon' happen)
They had to pop you be design
The prosecution got you in a bind
They will stop you on a dime
You doin' 23 and 1, it got you out your mind (Goin' crazy in here)
You eatin' tuna 'til you vomit
Your bunkie trying to tell you it was juju on the comment
I was chosen, I was honored
It's rahmah in the heart and it's the Sunnah of Muhammad (Alhamdulillah!)
I see an opp and salivate (salivate)
America a caliphate (caliphate)
We both movers, we both eatin'
We both shooters, we both reachin'
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
Ooh! You rappers got me pissed off
Scratch the serial number, wipe the piss off
I murder five days a week, take the sixth off
For that Rolex, niggas, I cut your wrist off
I'm gettin' disrespectful, oh you the plug? I'ma disconnect you
And let the fuckin' pistol press you
You little germs, I'ma disinfect you
Fuck that, I let the semi blast
I catch your ass shopping up in Jimmy Jazz
Lay you down, put five in your skinny ass
Bacdafucup! It's Onyx and Vinnie Paz
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
Wanna hear me laugh? Tell God about me
Sticky Fingaz, you hearin' something revolve around me
For your birthday, I get you a present for not tryin'
I'm that crack in your voice when you about to start cryin'
I pull that broom, you caught in a sweep
Question: Is it a crime if I steal from a thief?
You never guess who the illest nigga on my team is
My bitch! She can do whatever you can do pleadin'
And fuck rap, nigga, run up on your show
Beyonce, JAY-Z gon' have to pay for your funeral
Taboo, little niggas was dabbing
Just like fire, I don't cast no shadow
Somethin' got into me, stay out of my proximity
Gladly put you in a hospital hospitably
I'm roid, I'm a savage too
I drink spirits, smoke death, eat animals
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
We shoot shit up, we shoot shit up
