[Supreme C]

Lick off a shot, I like drama hot

A strain on my brain make me kill your blood clot

So when you 'treat, make sure you got a shield

Cos on the real-to-real I make your body stand still

Watch your back, I get dim like the night

In and out of sight to hit that ass up right

Straight from the jungle where I call the zoo

A major breakthrough, Jersey comin through

A straight line I walk, from Ill Town to Newark

Back and forth to pack stacks and vaults

Troopin (troopin) just like the soldier

Even if yer stiff like a boulder

You'll still get run over

Raise the stakes, all the winner takes

Lyrics to beats like shakes to earthquakes

I puff lye's, doing double I, till I die

An' everybody get high



[Headache]

Ill to Cruddy Click

Will leave you flattened it's so simple

Playin' little fags out like a game of Nintendo

Nobody can see this B.G., that's hard to deal with

Punks knuckle up and they better.........



[Road Dawgs]

Will he get busy, is he ready for the booth?

This tracks makes me wanna grab my gat

And lick off a shot through the roof

I'm straight blasted, everybody's askin'

Can it be the 6'3