jeah jeah
God Emcee
I got mo stylez than karate/
I work niggas out, like a class of pilates/ask anybody
i straight up bagem/
i neva hide, i seek n watch my bullets go tagem/
stay out my hood if ur not my friend/
cuz all who trespass get shot,survivors get shot again/
God Emcee RB im still learnin/
leave rhymes wit an std like pee dass still burnin/
u ah punk like punkybrooster now play the role/
say ya prayers before i shootcha now u saved ya soul/
oh no, here he go, am i actin holy/
another mase stuck in wonderland like Axel Foley/
u really dont wanna beef dawg, cuz if I see you/
ah garantee to leave yo ass up in I.C.U/
you aint ready to die,but I think ya dead wrong/ (bigge)
have niggas in yo crew typin R.I.P songs/
even put u on ah shirt/
I think its kinda clean even tho u in tha dirt/
Im tight with tha keys like alicia/
N i might type in keys dat I can lease ya/ (some lines)
last flossy nigga dat said he can stop traffic/
I putem in ah hearse o cocky bastad
I see u like lickin ass, cuz u talkin shit/
u just ah fag in rehab, now stay off tha dick/
now wonder people call it addictive
