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I breath fire

Like a fuckin dragon

Burnin up any thoughts

Of the pride you might be havin



I come slashin

Swingin this mic like a razor blade

Guttin out the first hata

That even think to misbehave



Thats how I do 'em

In and out before the sun come up

I put it to 'em

So I suggest that you don't try ya luck



Now what the fuck

Ain't got no reason to give a damn

Kept lookin for the rapture

So now look, here I am



Unquenchable thirst

Forever driven by greed

If power is everything

Then thats exactly what I need



And You can't stop me

It's to late now

Survival of the fittest

And I'm the last man standin in town



Organize everything

From the block to the planet

Who in the fuck is any man

To tell me I cannot have it



Now can you see it playa

The future is us

And we slanted a lil to the left

So I suggest you adjust



Now come wit it

Lets see if you got game

If you don't get the point

Allow me to beat it in ya brain



Thru out every thing

My people maintain

We just wanna live tight

You can keep the fame



We strive to keep it

The mothafuckin same

I only kick it with people

Who know my first and last name



It's all family

And thats how we choose to keep it

If you ain't my brother

I just can't understand what you be speakin



I can never rest

Till all my people is freed

Have every back home like

"Yes,indeed"



"That boy done did it"

"We always knew that he could"

They got peaple feelin Paz

In every single neighborhood



Now try to blast back

And get laughed at



I got talent

Thats what alot of you cat's lack

Plus I got skill

Thats where a lot of you cat's slack



Yall cry like bitches

Pull ya drawers out ya ass-crack



Son, You can hate all you like

But see, the squad still winnin

We stop the ride at the light

And you can see the wheel still spinnin



Now all you can do

Is drop ya jaw and stare

Or start complanin to ya people

How the game ain't fair



Just go back to ya job

Clockin minimum wage

I had the game plot out

Since a minimum age



See I'll be damned

If the hustle ever stops

Not till we all whip Lac's

With the tops that drop



But the hatin got to stop

So let me show you ya place

You joke around if you like

But you'll see no smile on my face



Cold blooded lil basterd

Heart craved in stone

The best advice I can give

Is just to leave him alone



Cause I won't think twice

About hurtin ya feelins

Knock ya clean off ya feet

And leave ya starin at the celin



"Man, calm down Paz"

"You ain't got to be so fuckin brutal"

Bitch I'll soften ya shit

like hot water to noodles



Bitch



Try to blast back

And get laughed at



I got talent

Thats what a lot of yall cat's lack

Plus I got skill

That's where a lot of yall cat's slack



Yall sound like bitches

Pull ya thong out ya ass crack