bows out or he shits his bowels out of him Whichever comes first, for better or worse He's married to the game, like a fuck-you for Christmas His gift is a
a hospital and bank ya if you don't check out A cold blooded motherfucker, that's why they call me ICE Cause I'm a mad nigga once, a crazy nigga twice
and darkness and danger Your crib or car becomes a torture chamber I write my rhymes with violence What you expect? Sounds of pain The snap of a broken
cool, would the wounds mend? If I said "peace", I'll be a motherfuckin' liar ("I'm lettin' off until my arms tired" - [cut and scratched]) Retaliation ("Lettin' off
bitch wired for a month and a half Snatched my nigga up in Aspen, bail's five million Bounced him out in a hour, power Went and met him quick, hit him with a
him off something Rushed down the steps, hands up, sound dumb Shaking like a bitch is how we found him Showed him the Machete, he stepped back from the
, yeah It's gonna leave a mark I'm a bullet baby, a bullet baby, yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah I'm a bullet baby, a bullet baby, yeah I'm a bullet and I'
matter cus a nigger past go Straight to jail yo, in a hell hole Right next to lucifer, tell him i said hello Ask if imma be there soon, and tell him
if thugs fuck with me I act up because the goons run with me A nigga play he gon? it cause Imma headshot him They say I move like Tut before the Feds got him I?m a
a, I can be a I can be a freak I can, I can be a freak I can, I can be a freak I can, I can be a freak I can, I can be a freak I can, I can be a freak
bitch Dig this, new fish, old twist The way they turned a young nigga out, had him suckin dick (damn!) He gangbang and slang 'caine on the streets with a
was like Tinch, maintain it better keep shit running never get constipated money ain't a thing forever doubling but with out the fans i wouldn't have anything screaming Stryds forever lovin' him
selling them o's ya heard me? my man mike still pimpin' them hoes ya heard me? he said if the hoe knew better she'd come do better and make a pimp more
If Hov's a Blackberry Bold, shorty is a Sidekick She used to have a man, I used to have a side chick Shorty got wind, I had to blow the chick off We got
I'm forever, son Still be on whatever coast, grindin', blowin' heavy smoke Him you better tell 'em 'fore, won't hesitate to let him go They know I put
' straight up out the black barrio Makes a mill' up off a sorry hoe Then sit back and peep my scenario Oops, my bad, that's my scenario No I can't fuck a
I already gave the summer some It's the winter's turn, Hovi Hov is the coldest I'm just gettin' better with time I'm like Opus One Young No two alike like a
him Groupies try to take advantage of him, he won't let 'em He don't need 'em, so he treats 'em like he treats 'em Better them than me, she don't agree with him