Unconventional tactics like intellectual backwards, I'm heading back to pre-school teaching lessons through actions, I got this criminal faction that plays the back interacting only when somebody miscalculates the pistols we havin
My cousin got that you know what, if we ain't feelin the prospect, niggas in the hood saying that's the original chopstick. I got Felicia for creepers, eyes on the woofers and tweeters, got one in the chamber if you even look at my sneakers
Whether Jordans, the Pumas, the AirForce ones of the filas, we old school with .40 calibers and 9mm, a genius Seepin through pores, like mercury or powder dope, know nothing else but get the money, I don't even know how to hope, but how to pray in Jesus name and
Find out where the tweekers hang, I got a knack for, make Seattle think they need some rain, in other words I'm flipping words, but if you need some stinky Jane, I'll bring the painkiller indica and some good sativa strains
Every day is a cinema, characters and scenes will change like seasons change, I'm the lead and got Pacino in my veins, San Antonio quit the games, Keanu Reeves, I'm John Wick, won't start shit, but fuck with my dog, I'm quickly replacing clips
I'm as sick as a plague, I drip like a rabies infected pit, like the Navy, I sink your ship, then I take your chips and dip, On vacation, take your bitch but probably not cause she a thot and I deserve a quiet bitch who ain't gon' spoil the ambiance
I'll be on some killa cannabis, chop chopping it up with managers, passin game to the amateurs, tackling would be tacklers, can I remember half the shit, I don't remember how to get home, I got a dream and I wonder if I could salvage it, coming up on a massive lick, bout to blow like a powder keg, never be in a mindset of I could rest cause now I'm paid
Too much bread, ain't enough, three babies trying to get fed and a money hungry baby, mama poppin' pills just like it's bread, I got the skills cause I was bred, bred to lead not to be led, seen someone else in my position, that man is probably dead, I'm standing tall with my head high, chest out, red eyes that implies I'm cool and confident
When the temp rise, pimp styles, fast or slow, flow's always been natural, slang topics from a catapult, when my punchlines land you abandon boat, you abandon ship, I'm riding that wave when your captain quits, I'm running every play like madden or blitz, they heard about me but wasn't fathoming this