Generation - holding my breath no hesitation - freedom or death
Start a conversation finish it with a scream i know all the answers but what do the questions glean? not afraid of fiction just the already known
Archaic texts feed the occult hoards manifest destiny calls for total war thule society and the runes of von list all brought together by the fist
be careful when you pick fights. And that's what I've learned in this business, you just never know - (Lil' Kim): SHUT THE FUCK UP! Who the fuck want
whole fam jig the fuck up what? Bet-ta chill, 'fore you slip the fuck up Get your wig, split the fuck up, nigga lust Dangerous, when three general niggaz
the party move ya body wassup, wassup everybody start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up
gang killers is real plus they, off the loot Proceedin' to leave a nigga bleedin' They love to fuck up in a frenzy, let fuckin' sharks feed me Bitches
a motherfucker in thirty places Fuck a case, ain't leavin' traces here to Redder-Dip I'm aimin' a automatic find a bitch I'm hangin' up Protainin' up
a motherfucker in thirty places Fuck a case - ain't leavin' traces here to Redder-Dip I'm aimin' a - automatic find a bitch I'm hangin' up Protainin' up
his name brand get that large coz i'm a fucking star have you seen my car Holly Willoughby you can come around my bar i want it all no minimum Tinchy the general
my block, nigga, gun up in my hand Money out the ocean, nigga, landin' in the sand Third war soldier, world wide general Cash Money, Young Money, fire
though Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like pirahnas though Such a scary thing to hear the soul sing Geronimo Pull up in the CL the shit's astronomical Hoes lining up
kid I wasn't kiddin then Special ed kid in the back on Ritalin Crib all fucked up, hooptie all fucked up Pockets all fucked up, now nigga wassup? I'm
the boss of the boss, the pimp shotcaller Worldwide Rider in a Benz with a spoiler In your city, tear yo mall up Pimp fly bitches and tear their walls up
, hear the rebel yell I won't live to tell, so if you do Give the next generation a big, fuck you Who knew I'd blow up like Oklahoma Said fuck highschool
a chief like a Seminole Got the game in a strangle hold no letting up You can get the top, ya can pop like 7 Up Knock, knock, let us up, Young Money
will never know So you can son me never, I don't get bitter I just get better And a verse is just a verse for me I keep it generic and these niggas take
