Life is full of choices and you have made all the wrong ones wasting your days in front of empty bottles filling your mouth with infected lies. Useless
streets is tricky in these parts here You don't know how hard this is here The streets need this shit here [Verse 2] I walk rappers through the Killa
deal the brothers give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other It's time to fight back that's what Huey said 2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead
snatch Cops give a damn about a ne-gro Pull a trigger kill a nigger he's a hero Mo' nigga mo' nigga mo' niggaz I'd rather be dead than a po' nigga Let
awaits The decks awash with blood Fight to the death There is no other way Honour will say Kill That captains duel on the plank When all are dead and
[Note: The lyrics form a secret message from the first letter of each word] You obviously, underestimate Seay's unruly cadence Killin crumbs, rippin
Tec, all up inside ya R.E.C. Room Ya crabs, won't fall from the Sun of Neptune I don't fuck wit dead birds, be the true and living word God's seen and
power supply, fuzz vapor, black out of New York, hey honey, get the generator I'm in a doom, doom generation, pacin', ancient electric secret never sleepin
s finest fillin up ditches, when niggaz turn to bitches die for zero digits; I'ma giant yall midgets I know killaz that kill for a fee that'll kill yo
speak I'm talking to you, because I'm so cofused, I am insane Somewhere I heard, we will soon come to war. What to do? So, join our secret circle Now,
ripped in pieces No preechers, strong enough to take me out of my zone I broke Jesus, broke niggas who squeal Rob niggas who steal, kill niggas who kill
put an end to a nigga life My nigga TD gettin' high wit' me Out that 13, straped up he ride or die wit' me I was in the 'Nolia, lookin' for that killa
tripple Mystery or not, death is real Blood dripping knife I know the secret how to end a life Scream shattered silence, throat slit corpse I killed again and i`ve killed
my muthafuckin' day I'm feeling good as fuck and I'm almost my way Just C-K These - punk-ass niggas this is C-M-G Your number one Crab killas (that's
Traitors, infiltrators of that top secret data Exterminators of creators who invented haters cause there's a civil war, poor killin poor Usin that psychological warfare to kill
overpowers me, the monster is released i tapped into the vengence you deserved when you left me empty from the memories i once kept secret and only now