weather, rain storms or whatever You poured a forty on the ground for the brothers who ain't around Break it down with the flow as I walk through the
Pumpkinhead] I've been through Hell and back, scars swell on my back, I spit bars, y'all spit repetative raps, I'm a street dude, who decided to rhyme
kids who start shit (c'mon, say what?) See me, only me (yeah, I see you) The Underboss of this holocaust (let's go) Truly yours, Frank White [Chorus - Busta Rhymes
but the deeds that I did for God Illogical god, I was created and formed Verbal shogun, yes, the cosmic storm Who? Scrolls to lyrics to bust I roll 'em
nine-fourths Prayin to God as your life goes back and forth We tradin war stories [Chorus (repeats through to end, getting softer)] ['Pac talking] War stories
break lose when the whole pound come through I found that you and yours, can never fucc wit' mine I own shit but gimme some more like busta rhymes Cross
In broad daylight get right.. Just been through it all man Blood sweat and tears Niggaz is dead and shit {*music fades in*} What the fuck else can happen
it's time to blow em in bulk We been through way worse then war, razor fights and more Left niggas wit leaks, holes and wide jaw Be the quiet storm, appear
: Look into the story Running through the Monsters snoring Breating under Breathing in Chorus: Many Stories have been told Many Creatures have been sold
take... For sure, the Lion of Judah stands within the way Ready for the voices, to call out the other Beware of the storm... [60 Second Assassin:] Our
the stress, I'm fin to send it through somebody chest That's why I walk around pissed off, strapped with a vest I done been through a lot, ready to release
airing their ass out on DVD You wanna rhyme like Lloyd Banks repeat after me I'm a G-Unit toy soldier On Sesame street doing voice overs Bitch ass nigga need a rhyme