(feat. Sizzla) [Sizzla:] WOOO~! Ha, King Selassie I know Sizzla Kalonji, girls smiles, whoa-yeah-yeahhh [Styles P:] Shit is too too crazy, listen Got
Shit is too too crazy...listen god bad luck like I ran and fucked a voo-doo lady/ Every other week I'm in handcuffs..stack somethin, loose somethin,
no spraya like the one I got claimin you juss a playa but the fakas I sock surround yo weave head fuckin wit the weave head get left wit p head I bet
observe the art. Like a belly-acher won't kick face to the curb, rather kick when the face already raped by the worms. El-P Tasmanian pain coast, ridin
[Intro: M.O.P.] Hahahahahaha Now it's about to be talked about [Afu-Ra] You're gettin slapped by my grammar Vocals like a hammer, with roots from Alabama
(feat. Styles P & Evidence) [Alchemist:] I want to smoke til my brain is numb Til I can't feel nothing and the pain is done Take the good from the bad
(feat. M.O.P.) [Billy Danze] Bucktown USA is the place were I rest (That's right) Were thoro thugs catch a slugs through the chest And any day just
, my paper I'm so fire, fire Patron got a brotha feelin higher, higher (HEY!) higher, higher Ain't nothin I'm just tryin to get my paper, my paper [Verse 2: Styles P
frame of mind Sorry, I hope what I'm sayin is fine We fuss but we take it one day at a time If there's a fire you know that she'd lay in the line
the cannon. Tell it to my mother fuckin cannon. From Philly to where I'm landin Ima cannon. And I'm on that Philly fire shit, Then I come fully equipped
[Styles P] Holiday Styles Bitch, I get you shot in the head or shot in the neck if I ain't gettin proper respect I don't care if you rap, I still spit
stop my flow" My malignant melody's a felony, at least that's what they tellin' me Belle and three deep in hell and Tree Sellin' my new T-A-P-E for paper
to the seargant, tell him fire up the squadrant Got these garbage niggaz chargin, sayin they'e butter when they're margerin But they melt either way I be the P
me) call me psychotic or your very closest enemy (closest enemy) there ain't no flodging cause these Memphis niggas snort p (yeah they snort p) and drink
flavor like Punisher to the cure A parent's birth picture, evade mixture of offspring Ring ring the alarm, cause I set strong cases of fire from my wire
bold print, we holdin it downLick a shot, hip-hop when we in yo' townUhh, master blaster soundFreak the future far from here and nowWith style, release
I'm at it again Forever rockin forever poppin!!!! Criminal men with intention to win M.O.! Y'all know my pedigree I fire raps, I fire gats My em-pire fire
