Yeah no more runnin' Hahah Yeah no more America's Most and all that shit there Rockin the mic now Runnin' with my nigga Pun Boogie baby Lot of niggas fronted Said they gonna put me on, help me and shit like that there But you kept it golden with me my nigga That's right, you fuckers Dead, and still killin' shit!
[Chorus] I'm the wrong one to fuck with Fuck with me and you'll get stuck quick, Fuck you suck dick, hah You ain't got no wins in mi casa Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa I'm the wrong one to fuck with Drive bys in the truck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah You ain't got no wins in mi casa Que te pasa, ha ha
I'm as wicked as Hitler first born Cause of me, lot of old ladies purse gone "Kill niggas Softly" but not with her song Matter of fact I kill 'em viciously, brutally Strip them clowns down to nudity Shove the chrome where they doodoo be It's a stick up, don't try to get brave Don't even chance it Duke I want y'all motherfuckers strippin' like you dance for Luke Don't stop, give it give it, or you gon' get it get it Get your fuckin' Yankee fitted splitted when I spit it spit it Y'all fagot rappers funny as Saturday Night Live Creep through in a white 5 and snipe five Y'all got some trife wives Show me where y'all re' at, where the ki' at Sleep eat shit and pee at, park your 3 at Spark like Vietnam, tell your mom through the intercom, "UPS ma'am sign here," send a bomb Leave that bitch, roasted and toasted like a chestnut And if I run out of milk, for cereals, I leave her breasts cut Got this pitbull and I feed him fresh guts, sick 'em Cujo! Steal your bitch and dick the culo Slam yo' ass and I don't know a lick of judo Fly to P.R., stick Menudo Come back, cop a 6 with two-do' Cop a brick from you know who, Julio Crew From Washington Heights in jail I had niggas washin' my Nike's Now I'm squashin' the mic, extortionist type Harsh with a knife I'm flossin' yo' ice on some Bronx shit tonight
Cannibalism is livin' in my metabolism Givin' 'em spasms and aneurisms at baby baptisms That's all my thugs thinkin' bout, drinkin' your blood Boriquans love flooded rugs bloody and bloated mugs Leavin' the reverand decap' and severn when I'm beheadin The Armageddeon is lettin demons slip into Heaven Goin' back to spiritual ritual times What you gon' find, shiftings of Satan in critical bind Nevermind, I do that often, I've risen often Bust out my coffin, I'm a livin' abortion Battled the Devil and deaded his demons Trained other beings to be in his different levels of Hell, Still screamin' Seein' bodies bloody and babies bloated corroded Know the Chinese exploded Know they run with Gotti who know it (check it) I never run I never ran, the fattest motherfuckin' man I roll with Cuban makin' junk to jams That's all I'm knowin' and I'm never kneed All on your soul I feed, I'm lettin' punk motherfuckers bleed Fuckin' with me, better hide yo' seed Better think twice, before you ride on me Cause I'ma lift your weight, Then I'm droppin' you in the incinerator Then I'm hittin' the hospital and poppin' two in the incubator That's how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga Oh I'm sorry pa-pa, was you the da-da?