Leak
You,
AKA the
Megalodon, prehistoric shark eater
Show up late, dressed like a shadow,
carrying a dark eater
This ain't the playground or
the amusement park either
So stop with the pretend thug,
go to the crib and hug your son and daughter and pray
Least you be transforming to quarry and
pray that we slaughter and slay
Put on these cement boots,
walk the deep water and play
If you think it's a game,
it could be the deadly game of death
Cause I came to bring the
pain the same as meth
Blast your right hand man
in any lane that's left
So don't get it twisted and tangled
Least you be badly twisted and
mangled and disfigured
Peep the different angles from which the
angel of death kissed niggas
King
Ronny,
Ron
Bear from
TV
Y 'all niggas is pussy with a dose of
E .D.
This
CD banged like a
Vice,
Lord of
G .D.
Blackstone and
B .D., real life in 3D
Y 'all motherfuckers ain't ready
Paper thin poets get ripped to confetti
And I don't need y 'all like
swine in my spaghetti
Flow so hot, make the track get sweaty
Turn off your lights like
Teddy I be him, on some high tech shit like
IBM
Who the nicest?
Freestyle flow is priceless
Ronnie
Rhyme with
Malik, that's an ugly crisis
Roll the dices,
you're bound to crap out
Chicago's in here, break your map out
History repeats itself, great
Chicago fire
Set by
Malik, you still there for
TV
Man from
T .V.
Walk around and get
Man from
T .V.
Walk around and get
Man from
T .V.
Walk around and get
Man from
T .V.
See we could just leave you lying there
But instead we do you a favor
Perform some manual labor
and dig you a crater
That's the only love we give to haters
Give a shit if you with a squad
of supposed to be sisters
Treat you like a band of brothers,
leave very little left for them to hand to mothers
Show up at your spot with a pack of raw
dogs and a sack of raw potatoes
Used to muffle the mags,
inside the tights duffel bag is a pair of johns and some and -ones
Explosive and an assortment of handguns,
bullets got your names on them
Reads pathetic busters, call it poetic justice,
when slang language from the 4th, 5th flies
Out they unlaced
Timbs, the word -smiffin'
Wesson uplift guys
Work that motherfucker to the spring mechanism
and the bottom of my clip rise
Cease when my peace is missin' this land
If you're not,
you'll be wishin' you're dead
Pain regardless of the ad bill
Words I drop is heavy like an
Acme anvil
Look like I'm squishin' your head
Ayo, I'm burnin' any nigga
that consider steppin'
Melt the skin off their face and how
you turn into a reddish complexion
Dead if you testin', match one,
steady ejectin'
Off their chest, bullet steady reflectin'
Never regrettin', hollowed one -tip shell,
steady be reckin'
Got the
Smith to your back till
your head is a weapon
Only remedy for my shit is
some heavy protection
But that fuckin' rocket launcher
is a deadly weapon
Spit about four miss,
who drop about four bombs
And if my car was at your crib,
then I'm fuckin' your mom
Put the pistol to the back of your head,
just so calm
Blow your man out the front
of your face to your lawn
Niggas like old
John, he don't care about nothin'
I hope you niggas think that I'm bluffin'
All you cats that turn pussy to
pussy is only what I be fuckin'
I guess you get the
catch when I'm bustin'
Go around and get
Lived on
TV
Go around and get
Man on
TV, yeah, yeah, yeah
Man on
TV, yeah,
Man on
TV, yeah,
So as you can see on the industry
My philosophy, save my policy
Is to launch missiles at you at
an extremely high velocity
Want my advice?
Speak quickly and quietly
Or be a permanent member of the
Dead
Poets
Society
Malik
Youssef, poetic gang affiliate,
known for killin' it
For instance, the murderous verses of
Death
Sentence, there ain't no
appealin' it
Heavenly gifted, hell -ified bro,
live as fuck with a female to high close
For sure, stop yours like a maxi pad, go to
Vegas with your fiancé
Hit it, and confess in the back of a taxicab,
yeah, while
Hunnison's in the deco
Your next checkup will be by
a forensic doctor
That is, they recover your remains from
Davy
Jones' locker
Hopefully no one you love
will have to identify or see ya
So be dead and grateful like
Jerry
Garcia
Ronnie
Ron,
Marvelous,
Malik, plus the ghetto
Ghetto every time they scan their
CD
Only thing a hater fuck around
and get is banned from
TV
Walk around and get banned from
