Yeah, check, check, I can't, I can't manage I, I can't

(But you must Rick) I can't, I can't manage

(But you must Rick) Ah, shit



Hoes ass kiss cause I'm like Jason, vision

Releasin' me a basket case from prison - Pissed

Blood feenin', the villain like 'Wassup ya'll'

Deep down schemin' how to kill 'em

Misleadin' a bit, although proceedin' a hit

I made 'em feel I'd never jeopardise my freedom for shit

Played the empty headed part,

Though the moment they dreaded start, neat

Back of the head and took the credit card

Seen properly decease,

Made it look like an everyday robbery to police

And I's out

Police believed a thief pop for sureity, a jerky

Alert the rest to beef up security

And not to get flashy, although another blast occurred

Another brother deservin' to get massacred

Pleasure in poppin' that flea

Should a heard mister tough guy coppin' mad pleas

Not insane, nor am I biased

Though feels good to watch a motherfucker die before

my fly ass

Ain't nuttin' to blast, fuck it

Then I put some crack vials in the ass pocket and was off

Police said a thug awaited, since I didn't leave no evidence

A drug related incident



I still clock the mil' figures, cock back triggers

Reason why your girlfriends dig us - cause I kill niggaz



You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy

You are my shining star, my guiding light, my thug fantasy



Well I had it up to here, that's why a brother buckin' trife

And gettin' way with murder, this the motherfucking life

At a jam, nine figure on shelf

While your army a nigger snickering among self - thiefs

Who wanna clock the bread off the next

That's why