who shot ya
separate the weak from the obsolete
hard to creep them brooklyn streets
it's on
Bleep all that bickering beef
I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek
your heartbeat sound like sasquatch feet
thundering shaking the concrete
then the shit stop when i foil the plot
neighbours call the cops
said they heard mad shots
saw me in a drop
three and a quarter
slaughter
electrical tape around your daughter
old school new school need to learn though
i burn baby burn like disco inferno
burn slow like blunts with yayo
peel more skin than idaho potato
the lyrical molesting is taking place
fucking with big it ain't safe
i make your skin chafe
rashes on the masses
bumps and bruises
blunts and land cruisers
big poppa smash fools
bash fools
mad because i know that cash rules
everything around me
two glock nines
any motherfucker whispering about mines
and i'm crooklyn's finest
you rewind this
bad boy's behind this