Frukwan

[Chorus 4X: Frukwan (Maraj]<br>Frukwaaaaan.... (ah-ahhh...)<br><br>[Frukwan]<br>Yo, check it..<br>My body feels, set the wreck, disconnect, heads from neck<br>Crossin` bones, raid ya home, fuck you thugs and Al Capones<br>Go against me, G? Bring a fuckin` military, G<br>I drop bombs and shit, made to spit, plastered it, blastin` it<br>Rapid fire gladiator, who the fuck am I? Next door neighbor?<br>The illest pursuit, I`m after ya, crashin` ya, harassin` ya<br>Same brother in the store with ya, never thought that I was stalkin` ya<br>Scorpion, Kevorkian, same stable that your horse be in<br>Skip the dirt, enhance my work, cop my purse, defend my turf<br><br>[Chorus 4X]<br><br>[Frukwan]<br>Yo, I bring chaos, mayhem, crash the wood, rip the hood<br>Niggaz can`t rock half as good, phony ass go to Hollywood<br>My recipe`s, destiny, fightin` for my ancestry<br>Stand down, admit defeat, catastrophe`s, blasphemy<br>Now it`s a game with toys and feedin` the young the poison<br>Frukwan, Black Moses, explode like guns and roses<br>Cultivate, amputate, alter states, decapitate<br>Box you in, lock you in, drain brothers from they oxygen<br>What you see, higher degrees, think about before you step to me<br><br>[Chorus 4X]<br><br>[Frukwan]<br>Yo, the crate is deep, smokin` dust, guns that bust, start to rust<br>Melt the lead, heads are dread, don`t give a fuck, what you said<br>Ain`t no one protectin` ya, body bags is collectin` ya<br>Raid ya crib, crack ya ribs, hold ya whole fam hostages<br>Psycho with a rifle, poke your ass full of knife holes<br>Attica, massacre, yeah, it`s funny when they laugh at ya<br>I road dirt in a black hearst, keep a nine in the black purse<br>Protector of the sector, the real, the resurrector<br>The warlord, the lord of all, bloodshed and pain<br>If anyone care to ask, Frukwan, be the name, yo..<br><br>[Chorus 8X]