Masada

2000



[ verse 1 ]

My .44 calicol will silence y'all soulsmasada

The ghost of the most prolific writer

Upon my death bed in roast in fire

See my most desires

Smell the smoke from my flesh as my ghost rise up

Hear the voices of 100 choirs

And angels looking down at my body attached to wires

Priest kissed by the widow spider that spit saliva

I write for lifers and boxers at rikers

I write pain

Blue ink replaced the blood in my veins

Thug in this gameflooded up rings

Cluttered up changequick to pop a slug in your brain

If you a killerthen slugs we exchange

We like the mobstersbullet shells and choppers

Cop cars and road blockersthey tryin to knock us

Catch us duck behind the bitchesd's tryin to pop us

On cbs news while the world watch us



[ chorus ]

I do this shit for my thugs

I do this shit for the chicks at the club

I do this shit for the niggas that I love

I do this shit for the streetscause a nigga gotta eatluv	(2x)



[ verse 2 ]

I write theories that's motion picturesy'all hear me? 

I spit it clearly to roast y'all niggasfeel me? 

Gangsterlife of a don my icon

Sling on my right armrubber grip tight in my left arm

Body suited with teflonit's brooknam

Raise a eyebrow at the childrespectfully bow

Pay hommagegold studs in my garment

Hot slugs miss me cause I'm god-sent

If it hit meit's god's wish

No man taketh a lifeI'm late in the night

Catch me in the hood shakin the dice

Contemplatin a heist

Some say my team is satan's alike

Cartelpop shells till our heart fails

Brooknama.k.a. roswell

Clappin at the spaceship

Bitches with fake tits

At nightclubs

We live the life of a true thug



[ chorus ]



[ verse 3 ]

I feel a holy spirit comin on me

My lifestyle: based on a true story

Read the credits: name appears alphabetic

On clear film with no edits

Masada bleedin in the hands of medics

PriestI live it epic

Spoke on recordsmajestic

Physique: I stand six feet

Observe my posturemy click's deep

Director's editionjust listen

The words breathe on my sheetI write a novel

Speak on behalf of every slain apostle

My slang's hostilesay my name as gospel

Masadapop 2 through the confession booth

Don't say nothinpull my weapon and shoot

Bullets wettin their suits

Herut's lady put death in my shoes

Cats die violent in warsilence the .4

The fall slow motionseen the silent applause



[ chorus ]