What's Your Alias?

Nigga what'd you say?
You all got your pieces nicked lets cock it
Straight forward like Kerri Kittles
What's your thing?
You all niggas fail so now you all tryin' to jock it
Laid back and masturbated
What's your thing?
Here I go, here I go
What's your alias?
Mister don't shoot blanks mister shoot real slugs
I'm all about what's fallin' in my pocket
Mr. Get It On Jones I noticed I didn't drop the phone
I'm the sure shot shit off of deputy dog
Bet you niggas are set for ghettos soon to be junk
I'm Mr. Get It On Jones
I hit the horn street man tries to hurt me
So have my money or have my shit
I ain't playin' with your bitch ass
Gooder than a whole hand full of skittles
What's your thing?
Nigga what'd you say?

I check my flow last year only got better

So boy what'd you say?
Shell shocked nigga

Nigga's head bob very little
Enough to go around, you know exactly how it go down
I'm the spritz that has to when you open your sprite
Break it in two and true so do
Mister hang with real thugs mister's real blood
Nigga what? Mister hit your block Mister hit your spot
Take them fake wood strips off the side of you ride
What's your thing?
Bringin' you extra clips and jeans favorite style's sareen
So what the fuck up nigga expect me to be discrete
What'd you say?
By myself I can take you and you and you and you
What's your name?
I'm the Prince of the South
You have can't beat a handicapped
He ain't worth a cop just to block his rocks and then ran
I never feel shit except from the ghetto and I don't feel love
'Cause real niggas keep their war on the inside that's money with pride
I stay rollin' on some chrome Mr. Bad Ass nigga
I ain't playin' with your bitch ass
What's your alias?
Bring it louder if you comin' to rap
Murder, murder, murder, murder
Mister!

Evil with feedback when I turn on the mic
Your arms to short, your legs to small
What's your name?
No fight no war no brawl you all ain't ready
What's your alias?

Nigga I'm out there pissed without this nook I see a club
Look turned nineteen look nigga I got me a Benz
I'm gonna find you some hurtin' I drop flies that hurt the same time
Close your eyes and hold your breath that whore pushin' that store
What's your name?
So cold now if it's hot I can still rock leather
I'll be the one they wanna share that cock with
You never hit it told your niggaz you did it, you probably ate it
MC Mystikal

I'm the decided private miscontortin' to fire on me
We bought more figures and triggers we be murder, murder too
In house uptown big boys throw down
Who rocks it? I play the plug you play the socket
What'd you say?
Silkk, The Shocker
Mac, The Don, motherfucker

Mister ain't NO L I M I to the T, yeah that's me
I'm the one that call the shots
Come on come with me come and get me
What's your alias?
He lifts and cocked it suckers are toxic
Warnin' no hommie can turn you to thugs and drug dealers
Now how I get your open knock and lock it
Bitch I'll back slap or back stab after that kidnap a whack rap

Well you bitches beneath me like athletes feet
With niggas with them ill times are rockin'
Out of control ballers from bag wood back to New Orleans

I'm a made man nigga!
Let me negotiate my contract on the beach he got me some ends

What's your thing?
And oh tell your little sister to stay up off my dick
You know me see that nigga gonna flock with the rocks in his hands
Your just that nigga that they wanna shock with
Mister you better duck the fuck down or Mister's gettin' shot
Cuttin' on over to quicker death
As for me I mastered the art of MC
Got lyrical fuck up, I'm Mr. War War
I'm the Prince of the South
It was all before BC wanna see me?
My formula's trill these fake ass niggas are blockin'
Whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp
What's your name?
She'll shock niggas we on the block niggas Fiend cocked in 98
When they see me their eyes get big, arms get sweaty
Capital F I E N D

My verbal class can kill you I'm a mad man killer
What's your alias?
If it's on then it's on mister stay loaded up the zone
If it'll make you feel good that's what you can call it