Take His Life (featuring Wallstreet)

<br>What...what...yo...<br>(Take his life) all these niggaz wana do is talk<br>(Nigga take his life) fuck around and run into some real niggaz<br>(Take his life) don`t these niggaz know it`s not a game<br>(Nigga take his life) don`t make me put this bullet in your frame<br><br>(Take his life) all these niggaz wana do is talk<br>(Nigga take his life) fuck around and run into some real niggaz<br>(Take his life) don`t these niggaz know it`s not a game<br>(Nigga take his life) don`t make me put this bullet in your frame<br><br>We detroit niggaz<br>The illest breed of niggaz to breathe<br>Detroit niggaz Kill on the street<br>Kill an mc<br>Kill on the beat<br>Kill on the creep<br>Kill in my sleep<br>Kill with my peeps<br>Kill a nigga<br>Ha! kill with my heat<br>Got them not moving their lips like ventriloquists<br>Issue the hit empty the clip until his ten becomes six<br>Trampoline you off your feet in the form of flips<br>Fill him with lead got him writing his name with his dick<br>I got niggaz like it`s a walk to school worth my goods<br>I got niggaz pumping for blood in the heart of your hood<br>The fact remains you`re better off praising our name<br>Beef with us that`d cost about your life in change<br>Fuck that all y`all strange niggaz to me<br>Fuck that my niggaz`ll hang niggaz for me<br>You living or dying? nigga you know I`m gripping the iron<br>For the drama your man is a bitch and I`m itching to try him<br><br>Chorus x 2<br><br>I promise to live on the side of the tracks<br>Where witnesses is frequently trading shoes for ? tags<br>We want war so we coming to get it in blood<br>And we ain`t leaving without something to put in the mud<br>Pleading for your life with more one-liners than rhyme fights<br>Backfire on niggaz who don`t handle their mind right<br>Shine bright and we straight thug niggaz with problems<br>Just making it known long as we got them then y`all got them<br>Got it listen that`s your brain talking to you<br>You did what i said you`d do look what I led you to<br>I`m above your hood so i can dead you too<br>You living in the belly of the beast that I fed you to<br>I know it`s cold go to the light they calling for you<br>Be a man set an example what a baller would do<br>Him and all his crew can fall in to<br>The wrath of the 17 shot exposure I told you!<br><br>Chorus x 2<br><br>Size you up six feet couple inches<br>Sneak attack a cat who naps with slow senses<br>Red dot gun cocked picture me missing<br>Aim precise steady hand and start spitting<br>I`m hard hitting and ready to disregard living<br>I call life hell I call bars prison<br>You all off rhythm trying to ball wit` him<br>Worse off, trying to brawl wit` him all fall victim<br>Slow down guy before your brakes fall off<br>And you crash into something that ain`t that soft<br>You ain`t that raw gun in your face what`s up now?<br>Pleading to make it right you need to say goodnight<br><br>Chorus to fade...<br><br>Royce 5`9<br>? wise guy<br>What nigga