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
 Incareate 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
 Hook:
 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
 Verse 2:
 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 serverly
 Really tryin' to bring the pain
 There's nothing more satisfing 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' ? 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
 Hook (X2)
 Verse 3:
 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
 Theives 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
 Im 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
 mathmatician
 Bad decisions kept me out the game
 Now I'm strickly 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 survivers who's the wisest
 Hook (X2)