[Intro: 4th Disciple (ShoGun Assason)]

When you see me, keep on movin (Yeah mothafucka)

Ain't nuttin sweet, nigga (Think I'ma let that shit ride)

(Right)



[Chorus: ShoGun Assason]

When you see that nigga, that faggot ass nigga

Crash that nigga, slash that nigga

Blast that nigga, splash that nigga

Smash that nigga, bomb that nigga

Burn that nigga, return that nigga

When you see that nigga, that snake ass nigga

That crab ass nigga, that 85 nigga

Smash that nigga, blast that nigga



[ShoGun Assason]

(Blast that nigga..)

Yo put The Hit out, take that nigga and his wannabee click out

Run up in the hide-out with the red beams out

Hit the switch, turn and buck ya lights out

Total blackout so no one will see the brains splash out

As we spaz out, camouflage large, no doubt

The God ain't no slouch

Gaul' up in ya mouth if you talk shit

Ya knocked quick for actin tough shit

What you think I'm on some crab shit?

Get laid on ya back kid, Killa stacks it

With a semi-automatic burn ya like fire to plastic

Cuz times is hard and shit is drastic

I'm in this game for life, playa, ain't tryin to end up in no casket

That's why I live mathematics and stray away from the savage

Fuck y'all niggas cuz y'all niggas ain't shit

Y'all said y'all be ready for the war but didn't come equipped

Now I'm on some shit, murder 1 ya heard of it kid

Place ya bid on who will die first

From the tear of the heartless men

Break down the lost and found infinitely

I strike yo' city like a cyclone

My fury leave ya mind blown

Bare death to the a-tone

Laughin after ya face gone

All you could do is moan and groan

Cuz the stun of the gun got you numb and dumb

Can't speak, forced to leave yo' plasma on the street

Then stand the terrain

That's the penalty when you go against the grain

Nigga



[Chorus: ShoGun Assason]

Blast that nigga, slash that nigga

Crash that nigga, bomb that nigga

Burn that nigga, return that nigga

When you see that nigga, that snake ass nigga

Crab ass nigga, 85 nigga

Crash that nigga, blast that nigga

Slash that nigga, splash that nigga

Bomb that nigga, burn that nigga

Return that nigga when you see that nigga

Snake ass nigga, crab ass nigga



[4th Disciple]

What's really goin on?

Everybody actin like I'm the one to be fronted on

All my friends have befriended me

But still be lookin in my face all friendly

That's why I can't see no peace for me

'Til I'm dead and gone, at 4 the wars always on

Cuz I lost everything next to my mental

Along with the General, I'm unstable

I might blackout and wild

Run up in the trial of the Big Willie nigga

With attempts to kill a nigga

As the caps peal nigga

Only through conflict could I be made sick

Turmoil makes my blood boil

Little darts are blazin niggas in the soul

Cut him up in a 1000 pieces

In grams of 20 bags of Crown Royal

Give him a savage burial, piss on grave

Tell him, "What you read is what you sold nigga"

And just to let you know nigga

I never gave up, never will

Shoot to kill is my motto

Keep the chrome cocked, ready to release hollows

And never come to shootout with a gun that's borrowed

You think niggas forgot about that lick

In that mini street war last night, kid you stupid?

You must be slippin or sniffin or either both

For you not to check if the coast is clear

Or if you're bein followed closely from the rear

On ya trip home, ya niggas'll run up in ya, leave 1 in ya dome

Run at the front door of ya king dome



[Islord]

Killarm' we bomb dead arm

Quick to drop bombs like Sadaam on ya sector

Killah Hill 10304 blood travels through my veins

Son I'm goin insane

Odds paralell to street war but I must maintain

My thoughts on my lessons

You never catch me guessin

Or off point, or not vested to protect my waist up

Yeah you fake fucks, bring it

And watch this Killa Bee kid sting it

From all angles, to hit ya pressure points in ya joints

To leave ya stiff as a manequin

And I'm quick to tell the snitches standin with the Gods again

Leavin mad bloodshed on the scene [echoes]