either gonna be him or
me and I ain't finsta be either or
Fear no man, bar none,
be a hog like a wild bull
Playas don't keep score
Let 'em know that this is grown man
shit ya fucking with
Autoloaders, hunting rifles
ya fucking with
Somebody gon' mind somebody
shit ya fucking with
We give a fuck about who ya with and whatever
horse ya rolled in on
Ya ain't finna take me outta my zone
Cause I'ma stay getting my money
on and be about me and mine
Watch out for salty ass niggas
during daylight savings time
Cause that's around the time of the year
when the splitter splatter
Folks be losing the lives,
they kidneys and gall bladder
We in the stink of it man,
me and my runners and gunners
We come through dumping with those
autoloader turkey hunters
Never lose sleep, never worry, never weep
You could spend that time praying that
what the preacher be speaking
Them suckas like to cheat,
watch the beef say it's cool
Them double back pull out
them hammers and tools
And beddybye your them Harrington
riches and varmen rifles screws
For bragging rights,
just to say he made the news
When ya spider senses tell
you that something is up
Then I suggest you go with ya gut,
don't ignore your first mind
Always pay at tention to your
warning signs
Always be awoke, always be aware,
always look over ya shoulder
Always be alert of the rollers
When ya perking and ya sliding sipping
Saint Ides or King Cobra
In ya scraper, feeling ya paper rubbing
Donny Taylor or Clarence Carter
A lot smarter than the average Joe
Straight out the ghetto they call me E- 40
Still hungry,
still rapping like I'm still 'spose
Still money,
still money on my mind folks
I never play out I'm just
like Pea- Cokes
I survive in a drought,
I sit on all my dope
And wait for the value to sky rocket
Make them client pay top dollars
so when they comin' cop it
Well is no one going? No step flowing
With real king news now we
all stop joking
Money in my pocket, come try take it
He run up and don't want but if
ya want them come get
Cause when the morning come yes
Breakin' news, this just in
Have heart, have money, have when,
'cause ya never know when
Ya gotta fight to the death,
you can't be running out of breath
Get in shape before it's late
I'm at three hundred and twenty now but
I used to weigh three fifty eight
was just a 'lil kid
The slave masters would give him all
the left over and crap from the pig
Enough of that, I said what I said
Now let's get back to busting heads
Know when to act a fool
and who to act a fool with
Know who to be cool with
and who not to be cool with
Cause the same dude you grew up
and went to school with
A be the same dude that cross
you and try to get you hit
Cause misery loves company and
company loves misery
And money causes jealousy and envy
Well is no one going? No step flowing
With real king news now we
all stop joking
Money in my pocket, come try take it
He run up and don't want but if
ya want them come get
Cause when the morning come yes
