Tekster:
Quick And The Dead Other

my niggaz slingin thangs, had my ring encaged Truck, necklace, igloo ring and things For the bitches, who see them rims spin and grin That shit with the V-trim that win and

the mega-gees regulate the streets, fuck release They got power that you can't comprehend, my friend They want you dead, yo, you're dead before the daylight ends Your eyes shiver and

drugs and the Police Remember nights I was stuck in a jail yard When I couldn?t see the sun through the cell bars Now my whole world changed and it feels

through Wu-Syndicate, Wu ventelists Cop a mansion on these other land where war's parentless Anyway, this is clear, Michaelangelo destined to blow And a trio with Myalan' and

and Andre Benjamin Been jammin for you crabbing rap niggaz and journalists That's quick to misprint public and private business Then retract back for deaf ears and

Niggas who take your measurements quick, don't make it quicker Stick and slide with vigor, city streets hot like liquor 21 gun salutin', shootin' niggas from the roof And

ah guy and see him layin' behind the store But nigga remember my motto No surrender, gotta get away hit the fence wid the quickness Hit the other side and

the spine Get him for the money Nigga tried to play me and dash And that's why me thugs should put slugs in that ass They telly and me never want to

Bone? [Flesh] And hear that raw shit We blow this mother fuckers And never obeyed the law bitch Ever get noticed all you other niggas are frogs Got skeletons