Brazen

[Verse 1: Fredro Starr] Ayo, I run with the goons and the creatures Ayo, I got more sins than your fucking local preacher Half these rap niggas sweeter than fucking peaches I mastered the rhyme, I'm like KRS: the Teacha I'm known for rocking Timberlands and black hoodies Camouflage, white pitbulls and a black bully Semi-automatic flip back with the MAC fully On the corners, serving rap fiends crack goodies I could make it thunder and rain, I'm brainstorming That nigga standing next to you, I'll leave your brains on him Come back with the Polo trench, changed on em Nigga with the pots and pans and banged on em Onyx is them niggas, we kick in the door brazen Stick em up, lick in the .44 we blazing This OG got me blazed, I'm looking Asian So throw your guns in the air, fucking wave em [Chorus: C-Mob] Brazen, no matter what, I've never gave in Kick in the door, the .44 will wave in Kill a rapper, then I piss on the grave he lays in I'm brazen (brazen) Brazen (brazen) Brazen, no matter what, I've never gave in Kick in the door, the .44 will wave in Kill a rapper, then I piss on the grave he lays in I'm brazen (brazen) Brazen (brazen) [Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz] Ain't nobody out here that's coming to save em Always gotta have the iron on, Maiden Niggas better give me my roses, Jalen Or it's fuck him and the mother who made him Cause it's trill in the field, niggas out here get killed And when they start shooting use your body as a shield Catch a homi' on the real, nigga die behind the wheel When I start the revolution all you'll probably do is squeal I know you hate me motherfucker, will you join the club? Couldn't double your money if you folded it up You know what the difference is, these niggas sensitive Impatience is what you have when there's too many witnesses Bitch niggas, kick em out, cars, we'll trick em out Bad bitch, dick her out, there's trouble when the Stick come out They don't wanna knuckle up, they know that we'll fuck em up Hands, feet, touch em up, gunshots, buck em up [Chorus: C-Mob] Brazen, no matter what, I've never gave in Kick in the door, the .44 will wave in Kill a rapper, then I piss on the grave he lays in I'm brazen (brazen) Brazen (brazen) Brazen, no matter what, I've never gave in Kick in the door, the .44 will wave in Kill a rapper, then I piss on the grave he lays in I'm brazen (brazen) Brazen (brazen) [Verse 3: C-Mob] Kick in the door, the .44 will wave in Flipping decor, you poor whores are begging Stricken and sore, my floorboards awaiting Visions of gore, then more war will wage in Brazen, run up, I make your cranium crack quickly That's Sticky, and Fredro is on the track with me Caskets, we fill them, we blast quickly So drastically, practically always in black Better watch your back, strictly tactically flow Got hoes when the prophylactic be stacked with me See them react with me theatrically After The Devil in black Dickies who pack blickies Walk up in church, make the reverend run, I'm that tricky Brazen, you don't wanna see me act up Obese hoes with no libido: I don't give a fat fuck Get my money stacked up, I will never lack bucks And my round's an applause but you'll still get clapped up [Chorus: C-Mob] Brazen, no matter what, I've never gave in Kick in the door, the .44 will wave in Kill a rapper, then I piss on the grave he lays in I'm brazen (brazen) Brazen (brazen) Brazen, no matter what, I've never gave in Kick in the door, the .44 will wave in Kill a rapper, then I piss on the grave he lays in I'm brazen (brazen) Brazen (brazen)