Inferno E

A raging inferno and a 30,000 foot column of Smoke threatening its existence. All on it. Right back on it. All alone. Tryna get this money. Is it a mystery? Or just hard to explain? Down in history, they'll remember my name. 'Cause I can't stop, won't stop. And a nigga don't stop. Walk up in the car lot, drive away hit Spot. Man, that kush hit the spot. Let me tell you what I got. Man, your bitch is leaving with me. Is it a mystery? Or just hard to explain? Down in history, they'll remember my name. How hard can it be to remain in the Game? A necessity to a nigga like pussy and Green. You wanna get mummified, fuck around with a Rider. You know a lotta nigga die, fuck around With a lotta... Head busters, motherfucker. Fuck around and get your head beat right to The white meat. Laid like a country bitch. Could you for real? Well, he ain't for fake. Have your bitch coming over just to get a Little taste. this the way you feel? Well, make no mistakes. Got a bitchie that'll suck on my dicky like Ricky Lake. But I also got a model bitch That love to swallow dick. Rock the bitch boat 'til the little bitch was Seasick. Back in the day, we used to make Niggas seasick. Magnificent ways, we used to rock on That G shit. Six in the morning, stronger than Ammonia smoke. And only got one question for you. Forever and a day. Inferno. Forever and a day. Inferno. Street eternal. Yeah. Is it a mystery? The conundrum, the gun. A little one-on-one. Heavy on the respect, lighter on the guns. Pop-Tart verses, radical rambunctious. Big words for big intelligence, you idiot. Crazy as crazy giddy in nine prime meridian. Meet me on the corner of the shaw. Jawbreaker, mind wrecker, paper chaser. Face it face to face, rip your face off. Seesaw, Gotti jigsaw. All calls, boss large, charge on. On call, raw ball 'til a nigga fall. Y-O-U-N-G G-O-N to the T-T-I am high 'til a Nigga die and fall. Just give me the shot call, shotgun, shot one. Shots rung, shot tug, shots of, sho-Wait, Hold up. Fred, hold up. Yo, Kurupt, man, why You stop? That's a lot of words. All right, you got it? Yeah, I'm ready. All right, come on, let's do it. Shot them niggas down. Always tryna come around. Throwing up dog pounds when they ain't from the Town. Now I gotta lay 'em down, each and Every one around. Treat 'em like he wear a Gown. Nigga, you's a fucking clown. In the water, make him drown. Tell me wouldn't bitch around. Man, your bitch is coming with me. In the insane asylum, how they let a nigga Loose? Nigga win, nigga lose. Nigga what? Kendra shoots. End it quick, send it with ten sticks, eighty Bricks. Plastics, plastic. Glock nine on the hip. Case the trip, make him hop, jump and skip. For the coke, die or live. Die hard. Bitch, die hard. Before I die, suck my dick so I can Die hard. Push it on these streets like a Nigga on the yard. Inferno. Street eternal.