Lifes On The Line
Nobody likes me
Nobody likes me  but that's okay
Cuz I don't like y'all anyway
And I don't like y'all anyway
**** all y'all
My watch talk for me  my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me
BLAT  Wutup homie
For ******* who don't know me
They wanna blow me cuz the **** I floss wit sayin a lot for me
I came into rap humble  I don't give a **** now
Serve anybody like ****** who hustle uptown

Coke price go up  cats is come down
The D's run in my crib  I'm nowhere to be found
The ***** who hustle for me  they dont even stash tracks
They keep it on em  right there in they ass crack
When I don't like a *****  I don't pretend to
I'll have the paramedics wrap your ****** head like a Hindu
Look  I ain't goin nowhere  so get used to me
OG's look at me and see what they used to be
I'm that ***** that sold coke  the ***** that sold ****
The ***** that shot Dice when he broke to So So
The thug  they pop ****
The thug that pop clips
The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks
***** ain't in his right mind  goin against me
My picture's painted through words that make a blind man see
Scream murder  (I don't believe you )
Murder  (**** around and leave you )
Murder  (I don't believe you )
Murder  murder  (Your life's on the line )
Y'all ****** don't want no parts of me
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
Make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six

I'm not a marksmen while spark issue  I spray random
Not a pretty ***** but my moms think I'm handsome
I hate to hear "He say  She say" ****
Unless he say she say she on my ****
It's no coincidence  ****** who **** wit me get shot up
I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up
You soft through  be puttin up a crazy front
I stay wit the Mac  cuz ****** tried to blaze me once
In the hood they be like  "Damn  50 really spitted on em"
"You heard that **** " "Yeah  50 really ****ted on em"
Beef  you don't want none  so don't start none
You just a small player in this game  play a part son

These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes
Leave it to them  and they say they got a fast car
Nascar  truck wit a crash bar
And TV's in the dash  pa
See em in the five wit stock rims  I just laugh  pa
I catch stunts when I ain't tryin
I ain't lyin  I sit Don P til I split up
Keep my rent split up
Get outta line  I get you hit up (Wooo )
Now if you say my name in your rhyme  watch what you say
You get carried away  you can get shot and carried away
Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars:
50  umm Jay-Z and Nas
I'ma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies  we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends
The games you playin  you get killed like that
Actin like you all hard  you ain't built like that
See me when you see me *****  one
(One)

Y'all ****** don't want no parts of me
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
You gon make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six