[Mr. Lil One]

He's back

And we got a rendezvous with death

A rendezvous with death

(laughin)



If you're wicked and you're sick

And you're evil let me hear

If you're bitchy and you're fakey

Then you'll know I'll never feel ya

I'll see you at the crossroads

For another episode

No I never let it go

Better bring your testicles

No I'm not the bitchy kind

Nothin like the snitchy kind

Kick it with the wicked

Cause I'm sick up up in the mind

Find a way to murder those

Claimin to be Little's foes

If you really wanna know

Come and let an Ese know

Show you how I do it

When ever I go prusue it

And I move around in ways

That'll make feel a daze

And it pays to be clever

Better never try and diss this

Mothafucka kiss this

Mothafucka kiss this

Pistol whippin vever slippin

That ass is mine punk

If you heard it through the vine

Then write to be drunk

I love to be the faded

Motivated by you bitches

Stranded in the woods

That be huanted by my witches



[Chorus]

I leave you stranded in the woods

Imagine from your hoods

I get a match and gasoline

And rob your ass for your goods

I got a rendezvous with death







I got a rendezvous with death

Leave you stranded with some witches

Have you actin like some bitches

[2x]



[Mr. Lil One]

I got a rendezvous with death

Plus my homie VMF

That be make all the spooky

Fuckin music that I love

Hatin mothafuckas

Know you wanna get a dub

I know I be the topic

And my bomb I fin to drop it

Like the Blair Witch Project

I'm a scare and I'ma dear ya

Mothafuckas come an ap