Bonus* track continues, on track #17 at 12 55: [Mic
Geronimo] yeah
Yeah! yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, C'mon
c'mon, hah hah M, G. Know
the G hah, hah know, the face Hah
hah know, the name n anushah, C'mon
yeah, yeah, Now
who could do it like the M-I-C y'all, ni z***ain't about this life Runnin
up inside of the crib to cut your lights My
A Are. Likes. the thug life drugs, and gun fights White
on whites menage, and dykes and, nice ice White
wraps for these ni z***who scrap and gun clap Stick
up kids leavin, y'all with two in the back Once
you b h-made***ni z***started doin the rap Seven
figure s titreally started ruinin rap Take
it back to hood s titbulletproof and biscuits Chips
all for hustle and grams go from bricks And
whips for templates we, switch while we movin all of this weight 'til
we screamin all of us hate [Chorus
Mic: Geronimo] You
see shit's still real Nothin
ever change cause we still in the field ni
z***try to front but the game's too real We
don't give a f k**bout the way you feel So
f k**what you feel and shit's still real Nothin
ever change cause we still in the field ni
z***try to front but the game's too real We
don't give a f k**bout the way you feel So
f k**what you feel yeah, [Big
Stan] Y'all
ni z***better get the guns f
k**the pep talk I, don't wanna hear it When
it's on it's on talkin, I don't feel it That's
the fake s titargue, and just make s tithot And
with my short fuse I'm always quick to make s titpop n
anusrespect this catch, me on the block and with gloves I'm
ambidextrous sold, with the glock and the snub But
I ain't reckless with, me it's always one big dot then
one big shot and, one kid drops Head
shot closed, lid over one big box And
a preacher left prayin over one big plot Never
a mess now, I wanna conquer the world And
I'ma do it wanna, know how Fuckin? with Earl He's
the one that took me in to raise the dog from a pup With
his guidance help, create a beast from a mutt Just
released from the cut goin straight for the neck B
S. Bloodline., what, the f k**you expect n anus[Chorus?
]:[Dmx
- overlapping Chorus] Uhh
what, Uhh?! Uhh
uhh, uhh, [Dmx]
It's
time to take out the garbage y'all, ni z***want the hard s titI
got s titthat'll start s titrip, apart s titand disregard s titThought
it wasn't real no more just, because I got a deal What
you think I, ain't gon' steal no more "Usual?
Suspects" once again - thus begins the
bullshit we both went through form trusted friends Bustin
him from where (It's? time to peel) f
k**what you heard baby Shit's! still real Y'all
ni z***think your s titdon't stink cause, it don't think Hit
a motherfuckin iceberg your ship won't sink b
h***don't blink cause, I'ma hit you with somethin I'ma
hit you for frontin I'ma, hit you for nuttin You? buggin I'm
lovin it - the obstacles that I go through It
keeps me real don't, make me have to show you f
k**you cause I don't know you and, listen dog If
I gots to blow you you, know where you goin to [Chorus
]:- repeat 2X