Parliament

Yo. Strong arms. Wow. always thought I'd be dead or in jail By now. Almost don't know how I haven't been, But I'm proud. I haven't been and I hope I never see the pen unless I'm writing some Shit down. You know this mic is tight with The Bic, mic tight and lighting a spliff. Got your wife in the whip and I'm piping It down. I'm a partially functional savage that'll Puncture your cabbage. I'll pull up on your family Function and start punching a bunch of your loved Ones 'cause they come at me backwards. I'll stone cold stunner your mother in front of You. If you don't kill me, that's a W. I'm a massive Martian mastiff on meth, I'm probably Not gonna cut it. Better chance that I pummel You, leaving you just a crumbled wreckage for pigs To rummage through. I could bend a fender with The letter W. My consonants are known to be The size of continents. My polishedness should Trouble you. When I was half your age, my Skill was W. I'm at least gonna bubble you. Probably gon' punch you 'til all my shit is Bloody too. I got one wish in this world, That's to decorate a rug with you. You better pay up when we hit you through. Underground method. We can settle the score. Never, never regret what we did. That go for anybody that gotta pay their dues. You better pay up when we hit you through. We the equivalent of fire and ice. Fire and ice. Never, never regret what we did. And when we roll, you motherfuckers tucking your Gold. Ayo, I played the role and made 'em All fall in line. Record the rhymes, you look Into the mirror for your fault before you callin' Mine. A short reminder hater, quick, film the clip Or take a pic. You held the bat tight, But couldn't take a pitch. And then it gaps, '82 I made a wish to never have to Pray for shit. My father doing coke off of My grandmother favorite dish. Can you relate? And if you do, with time It will heal. I'm tired and ill, the evil In the eye of the deal. I rhyme what I feel, no holding back, the mind'll reveal. Through ink on the page to help identify with The real. And all them people think they know Me, prejudging my worth and never showing love 'til I'm deep under the dirt, you know? You Better pay up when we hit you through. Underground method. We can settle the score. Never, never regret what we did. That go for anybody that gotta pay their dues. You better pay up when we hit you through. We the equivalent of fire and ice. Fire and ice. Never, never regret what we did. And when we roll, you motherfuckers tucking your Gold. Let's take a brief moment just to get Things clear. Perhaps all of y'all lost some Perspective there. I faced many adversaries with These records here. Seen 'em all come and go, Then the next appear. I seen death and despair, Took rides in the cold on the highway to Hell through the highs and the lows. Seen the envy come alive in the eyes of My foes and the drugs rip apart the insides Of their souls. Many attempts on my life that I laid to Waste. I flew above it all, I am in A state of grace. You ain't got the shoulders That I got for the weight of fate. You just keep on plotting your success for a Later date. But this is now, you can't even Picture how 20 years later, homie, I still got A vicious style. You're fishies out of water in The shark's swimming. And trust me, I'm just getting Started, this is not ending. You better pay up when we hit you Through. Underground method. We can settle the score. Never, never regret what we did. That go for anybody that gotta pay their dues. You better pay up when we hit you through. We the equivalent of fire and ice. Fire and ice. Never, never regret what we did. And when we roll, you motherfuckers tucking your Gold. Big Lurch, motherfucker. Playing in this motherfucking joint right now. The motherfucking beast on the mic. Bow, bow, bow.