now you my best friend How could they doubt you, never think about you Don't they know nothing's possible without you Faith without fear that's how they raised me Words of man kill
ghetto, nobody explain it to me Livin the scripture the picture they painted for me Niggaz is gamin they ain't who they claimin to be Niggaz that know me they
stay there and duck down I hit the ground but managed to pull a piece out This bitch over them with them pointin' the chief out They want beef out here, they
him, hope God's with him Give me the bat, let me split him I'll have em where the pillow and the casket won't fit him Only reason I did him, he wouldn
then (Is this the end?) Sometimes I be wakin' up at high noon Sayin, "Why me, Lord?", folks thinkin' I'ma die soon I just tell 'em keep seekin' but when they
wear chrome 45's with ice on the grip I don't shoot it, I roll with killers and criminals With heroin habits they picked up from the penile They let
the award show Bank account ten digits and it's all 'O's' I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes Come on, you can even ask Don Juan It's official now, they
called the office to say it's a bomb (OH THAT'S CRAZY) But yet, I'm supposed to be so calm? (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Tavis Smiley, I killed him with the charm
him while wifey was with him You heard of us, the murderous, most shady Been on the low lately, the feds hate me The son of Satan, they say my killing
like me, him and wild wifey was wit 'em You heard of us, the murderers, most shady Been on the low lately, the feds hate me, the son of Satan They say my killing
all ... flat screens in the front room Quarter bricks half things in the back room It's so ... you're real back, Niggers say running shit they can kill that Kill
give him, g-g-give him up, She's gotta give him, g-g-give him up, She's gotta give him, g-g-give him up, She's gotta give him, g-g-give him up, She
sitting without much time May he understand the clock will never rewind Wisen him and sharpen him and give him a motto Hate no more, said he must hate
sitting without much time May he understand the clock will never rewind Wisen him and sharpen him and give him a motto hate no more, said he must hate
, for God would kill my legs shut It's a mistake lighting little white candles To make Him love you Oh, He's cold by any city's standards They want to
guy who gave Big Kenny his top hat Was one of the wounded who lived This song is his story} {Caught in the action of 'kill or be killed' "Greater love
all your so-called down niggas, say good luck to ya They know you're off the hook and you're soon to bleed My reputation states that I kills with speed