[Verse One]
Yomy squad is honored like Elijah Muhammad
But I m God-retardedain t no righteousness in this heart of violence
Hard as diamond but I m in the rufflisten up
If you ever see me with the Feds you can bet it s in the cuffs
Ain t no snitch in usbitch in us
Unofficial-nesseverything we outside you wish you was
Official thugs in the drug profession
Drug connectionsdrug addictions
Still seein the judge for drug possession
The four-D sall these is more reas
to either get bigor leave and let live
We the best there is T.S.ain t nobody else
We probably Dovecause we all way on top of the shelf
I m lockin your wealth with the master keysfreeze
Don t try to breezeor I ma squeeze and blast the back of your knees
Just pass the cheeseplease don t test the toaster
My tech ll roast ya body faster than Ferrari s Testarossa
You re gettin closer to deathReaper s got a hold on your breath
You goin straight to hell as you sell your soul for your flesh
You was posin a threatnow you froze in the bed
Minute agoyou was poppin shitholdin ya dick
Now what s the problemyou ain t nuttin like you said on your album
I thought you was wildin bustin your guns and runnin the island
You was t violentyou was silent tryin to get college credits
How patheticdid it to get out of the calisthetics
I m +Dianetics+ combined with lyrics
My matureness is my insurance
Kill my appearanceI m a shinin spirit
You gotta fear itcause every last gem is poison
You gotta cheer ityou can t win you better join em
I m head-annointin niggas like the Holy Gospel
I m the only vato loco to smoke you with fire-blowin nostrils
Watch for the toastwhen you see ityou better draw yours
Warlordscallin The Giantit s all yours

[Verse Two]
Fuck all y all non-believers; I roll with Godthe Squad and T.S.
Out with the B.S. we platinumthey even doubted Jesus
Niggas is 85%I m 400 solid
Brain-bolic with knowledgecock-diesel scholars
Holdin it downwalkin around with gold by the pound
Frozen and drowned with diamond boulders all in the crown
Talk of the townsoakin you down wit toast til you drown
Ghost you and pound your corpse with a force that ll open the ground
Save the jokes for the clownsI m on the serious tip
You keep playin.. and I get furious quick
And now I take you for a walk through the ghetto
Either spark your metal or get outlined in chalk by the devil
I rep the borough that mothered this rap shitI used to clap shit
Now I just lay back and mack on some mack shit
I used to have to pack a mac in back of the Ac[ura]
Now I relax and stack platinum plaques in my shack
It s like thatbut don t think I won t counter act
My niggaz is strapped and quick to lay a bitch on his back
I m swift with the macquicker than Kung Fu
with the reflexes of a catand the speed of a mongoose

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