C2G

Its the illness going on Yo Shatek hit me Y-Young Youngn' Restless Joe Crack Strong Armin', T.S Patterson, B-X Hold UP! [Hook] Boy, look what you done started now Ain't no stopping this or calming it down Don't let me catch one of you fools out of bounds Heart is cold, be in war from the motherfucking cradle to the grave Man, look what you done started now Ain't no stopping this or calming it down Don't let me catch one of you fools out of bounds Heart is cold, be in war from the motherfucking cradle to the grave [Verse 1] Cowards en traced all this anger and hatred Gon' make me damage abrasion my attitude is very impatient Nigga crossed me, first thing I wanna do is erase him Yea he used to be my dog, but fuck a relation Once he get money and fame, everybody starts aging Shit ain't no longer the same, your own niggas be hatin' Can't see another brother succeed So you backstab 'em just to see how long he'll bleed But I'm a strong man, pops always told me never fear no man That's why I'm scarred up on both hands And never love a bitch, hell naw I can't trust a bitch Fuck 'em and leave 'em, that's the way you thug a bitch It's how a nigga was raised, with a heart full of rage And I'm just too stuck in my ways (You hear me?) Its how a nigga was raised, with a heart full of rage And I'm just too stuck in my ways (So fuck y'all) [Hook] [Verse 2] Dog I came here to prove your wackness Bunch of useless bastards always frontin', moving backwards This is hardcore, ain't no acoustic classic Nigga swift for anything reserving using a ratchet Competition stand 'em in line, cause without permission I'm handling mine, occupation scramble and grind Stop your facing, shank you with knives You're missing a born soldier, operation declined I'm like a optician, with a vision to shine A hundred steps ahead of y'all, ain't no getting behind Say what I choose cause I done payed my dues Came from an error of pain and terror, alot of rainy weather I learned to survive through the hatred and lies That's why from far away, I can spot a snake in disguise And believe me dog we ain't scared, hope you came prepared Straight Strong-Armin, nigga we don't play fair [Hook] [Verse 3 - Fat Joe] B-X, T.S Ya heard me? Youngn' Rest Uh, yo, yo Gear up, you need to fear us One false move and get paw-pierced up Drinking like one high loop, man I bang you in the club Drain the henny out your stomach and replace it with blood You wish us to hell cause we too real Selling two mills and still ain't afraid to pull steal Ready Rock ain't concerned with y'all I'm too big too strong for y'all And I came too long for y'all, ya heard Pun Takes years to earn a pair of Terror Squad balls Heard you niggas want it with us, a fatal mistake Been blazing the game since niggas fourth-aides Crack is king, man the city is mine And I ain't got no problem with bidding with +Shyne+ Here's the real deal homie, stakes is high Look at the mirror man I bet you hate your life (Mu'fucker) [Hook]