makers You brain suckers You piece of shit Step back You born killers You death dealers Motherfucker You fuck my world, you fuck my brain Step back Wrong
Step back You born killers You death dealers Motherfucker You fuck my world, you fuck my brain Step back Wrong informers Corrupted leaders You piece of shit Step
name on Go stick your head in a tornado -- brainstorm. I drop bombs. Flex. Napalm. Black and yellow, we'll pull up in your ghetto, Giuseppes when I step
head off Send it to your mom with flowers 'cause I'm so soft Lay on your wack crew, smoke the whole bunch Bury 'em in my back yard and then I'll eat
in the mutha fuckin' house Got any last wordz Now they're after me, why? 'Cuz a niggas black Sit back, ain't afraid to pull a triggar back Let 'em come step
the brains I had went to my head Step outside the summertime's in bloom Stand up beside the fireplace, take that look from off your face You ain't ever gonna burn
on go stick your head in a tornado, brainstorm I drop bombs, FLex, Napalm black and yellow, will pull up in your ghetto Giuseppe's when I step out, posted
news and watching biggest bugger loose in the head, like fuck what the law says might be the mental with the permanent wrinkle in my forehead boys head
Hen, and we get wild. Niggas lookin' foul. If he even move and step like he hatin'--knock 'em out. And then keep stompin' his head in the ground, and
'm the shit fo' sho, roll with it, bitch or [Incomprehensible] I'm hot in this heat, a head shot'll keep your perm burned It's my turn, I earn stripes
chatter in the background Niggaz get beat when they step this is axe down If you don't know, I recommend you check And ask them motherfuckers, how many heads
then I'ma leave her If I can't sell my dope, then you can't either Now here's a valueable lesson to learn You fuck with mine, you get burned Headed for
was to get hit from the back, in the back of the 'Lac by a thug and to get ran through until you get carpet burns off the rug and to get nutted on by
Frame, baby girl like to dance off lil wayne, D.J can you bring that back, lil mama steady from da front to da back, Holla at Mac, let me see dat back
gonna make it to the top, just one more step To the family, friends, whole life is set We gonna make it to the top, just one more step, one more step
Back in 1994 I fell head over heals for the boy next door I prayed every night and day That God would turn his head my way Graduation he moved on Broke
, the first step was a warm-up The next step'll bomb on where your car alarm was Chickens that'll run in, burn the barn up Shots'll tear ya Sean John
