chorus: x1

ruff tuff thug

yo nigga im so fuckin violent
and around me youz best be silent
i'll break you and yo niggas will ask why yo bent
3 niggas in the hood calling me no good
kill em i should actually kill em i would
niggas on the block fear me
my mutha fuckin pistol is never near me
bitch i'll kill you if you dont hear me
mutha fucka i lost my brotha man
the mutha fuckas who whacked him i'll kill
ya heard did I stutta man
(yeah) (c'mon)
I got through the gang bangin shit
done it without even gettin hit
(yo) (nigga please)
I 'll break yo pieces into pieces
betta get rileegus when or if you try to sieze us.
(yeah)
what you think I'm playin man
you betta be hearin what I'm sayin man.
if no tnigga you best be prayin man.
swing at me I'll never flinch.
what nigga to beat me you betta have a betta sinch.
niggas never defeat me and always the layin on a bench.
(what)
yo I'm not good site to look at
but for the ladies I'ma good site to look at.
your the nigga I'm gonna throw a hook at.
tell me where to put the rap book at.
yo I'm done with this
bitches come gimme a kiss
all the niggas will see is my fist .
man check this


(Chorus)
yo we have trouble minds
you can't show us no signs
We could kill you while
being blind
betta cover yo eye by the
way we shine
nigga its bout time
nigga I can see through you
and the pussy in you
is so tru.

raw killa

-intro into verse:
yo wtf is goin on?
my thoughts jus aint my own?
these voices wtf?
where they comin from?
yo i think i lost my mind wit a troubled mind check it...

(verse)
i take a look into da mirror n wit my weapon,
raised shoot my reflection,
killin da demon ive turned into
prayin 2 god 4 my souls resurrection//
da wrong choices,these voices n noises,
gullitine myself n clam up like oysters//
redrum,bloody thumbs,fingaz numb,
performin masterbations til my dick cums,
leave my own body lumped,
as if i had a great fall like humpty hump//
stickin needles in myself like acupuncture,
poppin blisters til my vessels rupture,
lookin 4 my own inner demons ta capture,
leavin marks on my chest like claws from raptors//
pressure blood buildin,parents killin themselve's
afta i rape they wife,missin kids
reports comin by da millions,
still packin teks u scared of concealin,
verse tainted 2 hurt even satins feelin's,
rip teks back like banana's when da 9 is pealin,
leavin yo inner thoughts revealin,
creatin murder's supreame courts deny
4 appealin,til ya luv n thought meet da ceilin//
i stab myself wit knives,so tell me again
who really brave enough 2 fight,
sent 2 murder each bitch rapper alive,
have u doin more sumasaults than
jackie joyner'kersey when u n dis choppa's
blast collide,leave u in da middle of no where
like survivor see who las 2 survive,i rep
breathless arresting mindscape 4 life,
punch u niggaz in da mouth n hope u
got teeth like obietrice//
write,crimes,from my minds eye,soundin
like devil worshipper's when i rhyme,
n when i recite,rituals like da feeding of christ,
servin mc's as lamb's for my sacrifice,
n make u take ur defeat wit a grain of rice,
lyrics like da wigi board callin spirits from out yo music device,
technically im supposed 2 b nice,
but ima leave ya'll heads spinnin
worse than poterguist//

chorus: x2

da prodigy

yo/im comin in this bitch holdin switch blades and ak's...
heads turn ta lasauna when twin burners er blazed...
i stay deep in the hood...
keepin it gangsta wit the fellas...
if you aint wit us u gotta be jealous...
(yeauh)
hates get the same...
bustin slugs at dem lames...
crew vs crew you'll definitly get slain...
hottest crew out there... B.A.M's the name...
we drop more shellz than the cloudes drop rain...
test our boundries aint a good thing to do...
cuz clips get emtyed atcha crew and you...
we spray random shots
makin sure ever things dead...
when they get autospy half dey body iz lead...
we hold no grudges...
its all bout buisness...
squeezin triggas help out pour fingas for the fitness...
leavin hoes in the cold wit no shirt an no shoes...
cops take em 2 the pin 4 walkin around in the nude...
speakin the truth when it comes from our lips...
holdin more chrome den da rims on our whips...
newest 2 da game...
kinda like arcade tokens...
pay attention 2 da sig cuz da prodigy has spoken...

chorus: x2

black majik

been crazy since birth dogg i think i've been cursed
cuz ever since my first day on this earth only blood could quench my thirst
a troubled mind parents stop tryin at age six
docter said i was a losse cannon and the screws loose jus couldnt be fixed
at age seven thats when i first was handed a weapon
did some shit i shouldnt have done but never learned to regret it
at age 8 i experienced feeling i never had felt
like depression and hate so i jus fuckin stuck to my self
age 9 iwrote my first rhymed experimented with pens
doctors said it was good for me and i should try and do it again
i wrote about my struggles in life how hard it was to get by
how i never looked to the sky and prayed but instead i sat alone and cried
i rapped about angry things sometimes beyond my control
these demons wouldnt let go so i let the micraphone control of my soul
but thats in the past now im 14 and i love to rhyme
but stillsomewhere insice me lays a part of that troubled mind

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