Lyrical G******g

This should be played at high volume

Preferably in a residential area

Now I'ma kick up dust as I begin to bust

On the wick-wack, fucked up suckers you can't trust

When I kick up, I lick up, your face get smacked up

When I rack up, so all ya mothafuckas just pack up

Or get slapped with the swiftness

If you think you're swift with the gift, Merry Christmas

Now stuff that in your stockin'

I'm knockin' 'em out the box and

Knockin' 'em out their socks and 'cause Robin is rockin'

Breakin' 'em down to the slab

Takin' 'em down on their ass

Now what you wanna do? Ya wanna battle? Uh

Send you up shit creek without a motherfuckin' paddle

Rattle that brain, I'm not the same old Plain Jane

Roll on you like a boulder, you're nothin' more than a grain

Or a pebble, take it from the real rap rebel

Not Bushwick Bill but I can take it to that other level

You think you got pull? Then pull it, uh

I got the trigger, so I figure you'll bite the bullet

Then bite the dust and wipe the fuss

Do what I must, and what I must is bust

A bubble or two, some trouble for you

So skip to my Luger, Lady of Rage is comin' through

Some cool shit

Some cool shit

Boo-ya, spittin' out buckshots

I fears no one, I makes 'em cool off like the polar cap

Clenchin' as the hits misses the roller's back

Pushin' packs to make a profit

Diggy dope duck on the topic, so stop and give me my props, kid

I'm livin' large like a fat bitch

So get back, bitch, I'm hard to bogart so the fact is

This young black kid a mercenary, merciless

Murderin' millions of ****, so who's first to diss?

They say I'm bad, so you'll find none worse than this

Chewin' motherfuckers up like a Hershey's Kiss

Put to sleep, lovin' the lyrics I leave in the minds of each

Rough when flex, too complex, wrecks your mental piece

So feel the wrath, ****, I rip in half, ****

You're quick to talk shit, I whoop your ass, ****

Then watch me blast, ****, 'cause I'm the last ****

You wanna fuck wit', so up your cash, ****

I make 'em stagger, I'm scandalous as Jimmy Swaggart

I'm a good tracker, scopin' your girl then watch me tag her

Pullin' steel like a stunt

Shown like an ID card, ****, no needs to front, so

Here to torment, I put track on crack

And I'm strapped with a semi-tone milli-ten Mac

Yo, I breaks 'em off, I breaks 'em off, chief

Deadly as Jason on Friday the 13th

A to the motherfuckin' K

Back in the days, ****, they used to scrap

But now in '92, ****, they pull they strap

'Cause, uhm, police, them come wicked then them shoot ****

So **** retaliate and start to loot

Execute, boot stompin'

Black soldier here to teach and mold ya

The innovator, dominator, narrator

R-B to the motherfuckin' X, flex wicked

Stylee, bump and be found and do bleed by a

Maniac with a gat

See, nowadays, **** is like that

I pull my trigger back, the bullets go

"Buh-buh-buh," now I'm on Death Row

Fuck it, **** goin' wild

Every night they shoot, it's like Beirut

Maybe you should get a Kevlar vest for your chest

Anytime steppin' through my hood

But that'll do you no good

One slug to your face, no hate

You're gettin' smoked like wood

Nasty ****, bloody pumps, face flat

On the concrete, here comes the white sheet

Mr. Coroner, caught with some yellow tape

But the murderers escape

Audi like five G's

Lyrical gangbang but it's just a G thang