Skam

Yeah. Killa Priest, Iron Sheik, Aspect. What up? You know what I mean? We move like the Aztecs. Gun butts. Shootouts, investigative reports, scheme resorts, Imports, best parts, forged names, Mr. Tong, Kung Pow, Mr. Yang, bodies are slain, name of the game, Catch the train, 12 AM explosion, Transit mayhem, mobsters, made men, Helicopters, bezel boxers, shrimps and lobsters, Gun, mi casa, your mi casa, binoculars, Watch the horse races and the soccer game, Car chase, Scarface, a mob safe, Crack the code, gats'll blow, pastors roll, Crying mothers, St. Mary's Cemetery, too scary, Tinder Berry, The streets legendary, adversary, By any means necessary. Tall buildings, small childrens, the mobs are filled In, robbers and the killers, the hard grin, Weapons concealed in. I Task force, last thoughts, John Gotti's bombs or the shotty, Your mama owns more bills with the shotties, Copy, copy. Read all about it, Gangsta, all you cowards, bullet showered. Crack turn to powder, I gave you power. Now you slayed, devoured, pushing up flowers. Love went from sweet to sour, the streets was Ours, 'til the beast turned grown in a hour. Revelations, the head of the Masons, The egg of Satan, flagulation, So do the knowledge, know what you facin'. Incarceration, investigation, you know what mean? Let's go. Even in that black hole deep, I held my Odd head lofty. For when it's time to leap, keep them frog Legs hoppy. The devil speaks loud, But what God said softly brought me through the Fog, shook the cobwebs off me. Product of a war, I've been brought up through It all. Plastic bags knotted with narcotics by the Ball. Stuntin' in the summer, you get shot up By the fall. If you got it, then you Got it. If not, then not at all. It's a long way boxing through that demon's lore. It took my sleep for two years where I Never had a dream at all. Shit, I barely slept a wink, death runs a Fever pitch with no reason to live except for Drinking. All of my heroes are dead, So are my adversaries. So who you think was the last one I Had to bury? I'm overcome by the coldest sensation. Only then did I know what I'm facin'. Know what you're facin'. Yeah. Ayo, I died and came back, body was resurrected. Went to Hell and back, homie, without being Detected. Uh-huh. Some call it a lesson, Others call it a blessing. I looked the devil in his eyes, he told Me, "Give y'all a message." Devil He said, "Keep on doing what y'all doing, I'm loving it. Y'all just keep on fucking yourselves Over like your government. It's an illusion, y'all thinking that you running Shit. Breaking that covenant will leave you all Suffering." Even the devil was an angel, Then he switched sides. Uh-huh. Like most these fake fucks all up in They disguise. Fuck here. I used to think that it was cool for Me to rob and steal. For 'Til the day I was robbed and killed. I seen the other side, looked the devil in His eyes. Didn't take long for me to go And realize. No. These revelations of Satan's the Truth, I ain't playing. Destination's Heaven or Hell, so know what you're Facin'. Know your destination. I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side. Y'all niggas better stop fronting. Saying a lie was no jive. Nigga talking that. You can put your whole army against my teeming. I guarantee you it'll be your very last time Breathing. I don't fuck around, dunny. I don't fuck around, dunny. Dunny, dunny, dunny, dunny.