I'm that dope up in your brain with syringes
 Comin through  kickin doors off the fuckin hinges
 I'm in this  like forty fiends on seven day ventures
 Comin with my family offend the great beginners
 The slender of a never ending back bender
 My agenda be the legal tender  blue fox in the winter
 Say it with me  yes  mad style in the streets
 Bitches that be blowin up my hip with mad reaps

 Murder me? You musta never fuckin heard of me
 I get thank you letters for my mind, you see, I'm fillin vacancies
 And don't even mention surgery, because they awarded me
 For bein a man who do the most to boost the industry
 Injure me, see the evil spirits enter me
 Now it's singletary, now imagine me, an entity (uuhhhh!)
 If I cut you through, you not bleed
 If I bust up in a guts, douching out ?????

 I hear the silent dope fiends scream
 It's gotta mean somebody's scheme, on the stash again
 I'm spittin hollow points like phlegm
 I'd probably bring a friend but he'd say
 ease, I'm driftin off in the galaxies
 Feel the sea freeze throughout vicinities, eeaaaww!!
 While prophecies that kick the sky splits
 Omigod, droppin clips is this the end?
 Forever I'll be never injured, why because the devil had me shook
 I'm shakin, this evil spirits takin flesh is bakin in

 Here's a, special delivery, of the pain and misery
 Can you maintain it? The degrees of temperature can be caused
 I'm the guy that pulls the wool over your eyes, and move
 I watch streets, the 45s in the skies, and be
 Whatever y'all call that, that bridges the gap
 And in suspended animation and reality rap
 Picture like Kodak, and wax floors clean, is Kojak
 Engine Novak, or front row wigs get blow back

 Deacon, comin up the reel with the wicked
 Two felony convicted, college ?verbisin?
 Murderin, open up your guts kid, what?
 I'm diesel like three fifty, woke up with mad cuts
 and don't give a fuck
 I snatch the soul out your back, so how you figure
 You could hold your fuckin own, you're a clone
 Alone in the world know ?I Gender B?
 Once a friend of me, now we're known as bitter enemies

 Check it, check it
 We charge up like a nine volt, drama beef
 You better hold I pack a 45 Colt with a mad kick
 Cause when I lit, the ho's got snitch
 You better duck quick before you get your shirls knicked split
 I blaze knock this one, it's on it's on, for reals
 Steel pull out, call my bluff, a nigga fade to sear
 In a second or a minute I reckon I be in it
 Put all rings for high beams tanks ?????????

 Enough of this S and M
 Them leather wearin bitches whippin men
 >From a corner of a dead end, I can't forget my dead friends
 And that's what makes my brain sporadic
 Plus I got a bad habit, of mixin alcohol with automatics
 Who got static? I came to set it off and get this party started
 Those who provoke, is gettin choked, I aint no fuckin joke
 My friends won't go anywhere with me, anyone in the vicinitiy
 Charged with conspiracy get death by electricity

 Niggas get confused, not knowin what I'ma do
 I sit and wait for niggas to make an ill-advised move
 I save the way that could be from here to there
 Bustin shots, some secluded spots you don't know where
 So where art thou, where art thou
 Talkin about your dead family members, pal, don't fuck around
 Or for cryin out loud, tellin' you now from Jump Street
 Whoever steps up I'm leavin them bleedin' profusely