Look around and tell me what you see
Nothin' but catastrophes by the dope -e
This ain't no game, nigga,
I don't fuck around I stuff your body in a garbage can downtown
Where freaks are tamed and
niggas face it get rearranged
And by the time you think you know the time,
You see I'm just waitin' for a fool,
so I can use his blood for my backyard pool
Damn, these niggas think of bullshit,
and fuck all that hittin'
I'ma let my nine start clickin',
I did a job, I had to rob the mob
Terrorist style, battle to the very end
I'm takin' out all your men
I'ma shoot my whole column til I dot him and
You better wish upon a fuckin' star
Cause when my blood heats up,
I'm hotter than steaming tar
sendin' out a death shout
Blank, may he rest in peace
They done killed my nigga
Nah, uh -uh, that's bullshit
waking up from a deep sleep
Bombing fluid in my body,
With a hun dred dead men watching my back I've died smoking primos,
Now it's time for us to rise
And all the niggas that dissed
Like put you in the ground,
So if you need some more info,
And if you make it to the end,
I'll put a pistol to my head
Cause you gotta be a rough man,
but ain't no nigga harder than these
Blank, so bitch, you owe me an apology
P -O -R -I -N to the motherfuckin'
Blank red shit like a tank
That's why the motherfuckin'
Reminiscing about way back when
I should've been in a pen
Snapped a little girl's umbrella and
asked her could she stand the rain
My brain is disassembled,
But that's what I get for throwing
Instruction manual, why they no late?
Went to court, didn't care,
cause I'd beat her on her ear
Till her hearing was impaired
The judge couldn't convict me
Cause the pipe I beat her with made
her speak with her throat
I'm dissin', but never ever kissin'
don't make me give my punk chump change
Pennies, nickels, and dimes, I need bus fare,
And don't you ever run up on me,
It takes a whole task force
I'm strong, street smart is the way to be,
no hesitation, I strike instantly like a cobra
You're better off staying sober,
living on the edge, looking over your shoulder
I'm a maniac, when I react, I attack,
with a baseball bat, with intentions to crack
Skulls and ribs, leaving mortal remains,
temporary insanity, I'm forever deranged
Now look at me, and tell me what you see
cause I can only count to
three I need an education,
E behind bars, a cement wall
With no one to write to, or no one to call
And if I ever had the chance to do it over
Do it just like I did before
Hardcore, leavin' dead bodies, dead bodies,