You Ain't A Killer

The harsh realities of life is takin' toll For even Jesus Christ forsake my soul Please tell me the price to pay to make it home Take control I'm makin' doe but not enough to blow J O's they lust my flows but A-yo I don't trust a soul I know I need to These evil streets will meet you Halfway than eat you alive Tryin' to survive illegal I leave you lost Bounce you on the cross rip you like a horse Sacrife your life to a higher force Than I stomp your corpse it's the Bronx of course Recognize the acsent one of the last livin' still in action General assassin' catchin' an erect blastin' any tech Smashin' any chest passin' any test Charles Manson in the flesh any last requests Before ya meet your maker so would your reaper wake up Shakin' up a storm like Anita Baker I'll take ya straight to hell and fill your heart with maden Incarnate your fate in Satan's firey lake Than I lock the gate make no mistake The Shit Is as Real as Joe we follow the killers code One becomes the you tell me where do you go Nowhere to run hide or find you In silence you scream and even if you kill me I'll still be in your fuckin' dreams You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk Mark you for death won't even talk that East and West crap Watch the left rack It ain't where you're from it's where's your gat You made a grave mistake shouldn't of come here You changed your fate your brains will make a debut on the table When I raise the stakes the pain is great But only for a second is starts strong your lesson Is when your restin' The Armaggedon set in left him with so much stress B.S. Left him with no regrets yes Welcome to hell son the threshold of death Face the serpent I blaze the person You get laced for certain Even Jakes don't trace the work So close the curtain I'm hurtin' head severely Really tryin' to bring the pain There's nothing more satisfying Then when you cryin' screamin' my name It's not a game it's Purple Rain Floods and blood stains Big Puns my thugs name Bustin' my gun that's my love thang Slit the jug vein snatch your Atam's apple John Madden tackle your corpse Then hoist it on the cross at the Taben Ackle That'll have to hurt I'll work your body till it burst The curse of Viva slangin' brujeria first I'm worse than anything you ever been through Sick in the head and mental essentially meant to be so When you awaken your manhood will be taken Faken like you Satan when I'm the rhymin' abomination You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk Mark you for death won't even talk that East and West crap Watch the left rack It ain't where you're from it's where's your gat You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk Mark you for death won't even talk that East and West crap Watch the left rack It ain't where you're from it's where's your gat It's hard to analize which guys is spies Be advised people we recognized who lies It's all in the eyes chico We read 'em and see 'em for what they are Thieves in undercover cars takin' my picture like I'm a fuckin' star I'm up to par my game is in a smash Stash a million in the stash Passport with the gas first name and last Ask anybody if my men are rowdy Give me the mini shottie I body a nigga for a penny probably I'm obligated to anything if it's crime related If it shine I'll take it sill in my prime and I finally made it I hate the fact that I'm the last addition Probably stash magician could of went to college and been a mathematician Bad decisions kept me out the game Now I'm strictly out for cream doin' things to fiends I doubt you'll ever dream my teams the meanest thing you ever seen Measured by the heavens King down to the devls mesimean I never scream so loud I'm proud to be alive Most heads died by 25 or catch a quick 3 to 5 So be advised the streets is full of surprises It's not what crews the livest when the survivors who's the wisest You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk Mark you for death won't even talk that East and West crap Watch the left rack It ain't where you're from it's where's your gat You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk Mark you for death won't even talk that East and West crap Watch the left rack It ain't where you're from it's where's your gat You ain't a killer