I practice the "Art of War" like Bone Thugs
Like "niggawut? I'mfinnagetgunandstickemup"
And crush a thug's bones wit a chrome slug
Leave you layin dead in ya own blood
Foamin at the mouth like soap suds
See what the fo-fo does?
You know what?
I'm 'bouta get mad as f***k
And blast you in da gut
You niggaz ain't had enough?
I'm da scariest
You've ever seen
Wit genetically dominant genes
A supreme being
I fiends to rock them
Til I'm top of the top ten
After 12 O'Clock
I get worse than Rakim
Then I make ya whole crew sweat my music
Cuz I do get
In ya ears like a Q-Tip
Fa you to refuse it
Mental blows'll hit you in tha dome like clenched fists
Competetion is usually forced to forfeit
My telepathy benchpresses more than a forklift
Don't even step to me on some bullshit
Nigga you betta off playin Russian Roulette wit a full clip
I'm knockin niggaz out
And knockin niggaz off
Fa comin around da way wit dem Lugz that look like Clarks