You ain't a killer, you still learnin' how to walk
Make no mistake, "The shit is real" as Joe
I'm worse than anything you ever been through
So be advised, the streets is full of surprises
Sick in the head and mental
Fakin' like you Satan, when I'm the rhymin' abomination
Then I stomp your corpse
Big Pun's my thug's name, bustin' my guns, that's my love thang
Give me the mini-shottie I body a nigga for a penny probably
From New York to Cali, all the real niggaz carry chalk
It's hard to analyze which guys is spies, be advised people
It's where's your gat
Take control, I'm makin' dough, but not enough to blow
When you awaken, your manhood'll be taken
From Watts to Lefrak, it ain't where you're from
Catchin' any wreck, blastin' any tech
You ain't a killer, you still learnin' how to walk
Passport with the gas, first name and last
From Watts to Lefrak, it ain't where you're from
(T.S., yes)
From Watts to Lefrak, it ain't where you're from
From New York to Cali, all the real niggaz carry chalk
That's all I know or need to, these evil streets'll meet you
We follow the killer's code
It's where's your gat
John Madden tackle your corpse
Sew what you reap a wake up
Thieves in undercover cars, takin' my picture like I'm a fuckin' star
I leave you lost, bounce you on the cross, rip you like a horse
From New York to Cali, all the real niggaz carry chalk
I hate the fact that I'm the last edition
Now I'm strictly out for cream
J.O.'s, they lust my flows, but aiyyo, I don't trust a soul
I'm obligated to anything if it's crime related
I'm hurtin', head severely really tryin' to bring the pain
Halfway and eat you, I laugh tryin' to survive illegal
It's not what crew's the livest
Bad decisions kept me out the game
You ain't a killer, you still learnin' how to walk
You ain't a killer, you still learnin' how to walk
From Watts to Lefrak, it ain't where you're from
Then hoist it on the cross at the tabernacle
From New York to Cali, all the real niggaz carry chalk
It's where's your gat
I'll take you straight to hell and fill your heart with hate
Please tell me what price to pay to make it home
Charles Manson in the flesh
It's where's your gat
Mark you for death, won't even talk that East and West crap
That'll have to hurt, I'll work your body 'til it burst
You ain't a killer, you still learnin' how to walk
Could of went to college and been a mathematician
And even if you kill me I'll still be in your fuckin' dreams
You made a grave mistake
Ask anybody if my men are rowdy
I split the jug' vein and snatch your Adam's Apple
Probably a stash magician
Incarcerate your fate in Satan's fiery lake, then I lock the gate
Any last requests before you meet your maker?
You get laced for certain
Now face the serpent, I blaze your person
Even Jakes don't trace the work so close the case to curtains
I'm up to par, my game is in a smash
I never screamed so loud, I'm proud to be alive
It's the Bronx of course, recognize the accent?
Nowhere to run, hide, I'll find you and and silence your screams
With half a million in the stash
Just when you restin the Armageddon sets in
Mark you for death, won't even talk that East and West crap
Mark you for death, won't even talk that East and West crap
Measured by the heaven's King, down to the devil's mezzanine
When we come for you, tell me where will you go?
Left him with so much stress, blessed him with no regrets
Then curse tu vida like a Brujeria verse
Your brains'll make the debut on the table when I raise the stakes
Mark you for death, won't even talk that East and West crap
It starts strong then lessens
There's nuttin' mo' satisfyin' than when you cryin' screamin' my name
From Watts to Lefrak, it ain't where you're from
Mark you for death, won't even talk that East and West crap
Essentially meant to be the soul frentic mental
Most heads died by 25, or catch a quick 3 to 5
The pain is great but only for a second
Smashin' any chest, passin' any test
From New York to Cali, all the real niggaz carry chalk
Sacrifice your life to a higher force
Shakin' up a storm like Anita Baker
It's not a game, it's Purple Rain, floods and bloodstains
Shouldn't of come here, you changed your fate
Welcome to Hell son, the threshold of death
We read 'em and see 'em for what they are
We recognize who lies, it's all in the eyes chico
Doin' things to fiends I doubt you'll ever dream
My team's the meanest thing you ever seen
One of the last livin' still in action, general assassin'
When the survivors who's the wisest
If it shine I'll take it, still in my prime and I finally made it
