Some Shit

<br>&quot;yo, this shit right here, is some shit, some serious shit&quot;<br><br><br><br>[canibus]<br><br>Yo, the fact that Im down wit def squads hard to determine<br><br>Till you see me hoppin out the coupe wit e sermon<br><br>Or hoppin out the keith murray suburban<br><br>Or hoppin out the lex land wit redman, wildin and cursin<br><br>My thought process is mysterious like the lochness<br><br>My furious mindset is complex<br><br>Killin shit like a carniverous millitant prehistoric monster<br><br>Comin to stomp all over you hip-hop conference<br><br>Landed in an unidentified flying object<br><br>Turn you into an unidentified frying carcus<br><br>The smell of raw flesh make you nauseous<br><br>Acidest arsonist, burnin your bones to carbon and phosphorus<br><br>My metaphors sting like after haircuts when<br><br>The alcohol is applied to the raw skin<br><br>So whoever wanna battle get blasted<br><br>Get your teeth enamel shattered, shitted on like pampers<br><br>You had a bad bitch, I left the back twist<br><br>I stuck my dick in everything from asshole to the nasal passage<br><br>Dug her out all day, then changed my sperm dna<br><br>Now she got nobody to blame<br><br>I been spittin raw, what the fuck you think Im livin for<br><br>Throw me in jail, Ill do a prison tour<br><br>For wannabe hard niggaz, insecure niggaz<br><br>Wit they heads to big for they neck to support niggaz<br><br>Three in the squad plus me equal four members<br><br>An extra addition for any special force mission<br><br>Man listen<br><br><br><br>[erick sermon]<br><br>Aint these niggaz on some shit<br><br>Keith murray, canibus aint no stoppin it uhh<br><br><br><br>[keith murray]<br><br>Let me draw a brief description of what happened<br><br>I was rappin, niggaz got the scrappin, guns got the clappin<br><br>Three-fifty-seven degrees I was separated<br><br>Have bullets deflected metal, bodies decapitated<br><br>Gush!! a nigga got struck as I look<br><br>I caught the next guy runnin by wit the metal hook (boo-ahh!!)<br><br>Blew his back open, blood gushed on my face<br><br>A bitch fainted cuz she seen I enjoyed the taste<br><br>The case is that I split your melon<br><br>And feed it to the jigga-boos wit fried chicken wings<br><br>Im wildin for long island, I turned and took charles ferguson<br><br>And open fire on any trains now<br><br>You may never know whos in your shadow<br><br>You punk ass niggaz just best stay shallow<br><br>And hollow, if you wanna live to see tomorrow<br><br>Cuz aint no sun comin out tomorrow<br><br>Yo, I might do something yall niggaz might regret like<br><br>Blast you in your face and disregard your vest<br><br>Im pissin and dissin off of recognition and niggaz to listen<br><br>Just to let you pussies know how Im livin<br><br>Cuz I return like the jedi, wit my dead eye<br><br>Leave niggaz to die, peace to niggaz up in bed-stuy<br><br>Oh-ah, this that type of shit that make them niggaz wanna wet it<br><br>Word up, got me ready to set it<br><br><br><br>[deja vu]<br><br>Seems I steps wit aggression<br><br>To any bitch who think they nice in this profession<br><br>What? what you think your wrecking? <br><br>I break your stlye down to little fragments<br><br>The pain is permanent, so spare yourself the embarassment<br><br>Buck-fifty cross the face<br><br>Followed by knife wounds to the chest for you attempt to retaliate<br><br>I noticed all you bitches flows is based around clothes<br><br>But deja vu got something for you stankin hoes<br><br>Studio gangsta bitches I diminish ideas of bringin beef<br><br>Before the thought even finishes<br><br>I wanna see red, blood from a chicken head<br><br>for I wild the fuck out like the grateful dead ha<br><br>This wild style must run in my genes<br><br>Because my sisters in the county<br><br>And my brother just came home from green<br><br>I strike like the black widow, through the underground radio<br><br>? kitto? and still stack dirty ditto