Stugotz94
01-31-07, 12:36 AM
check the myspace link at the bottom and sing along
Born to do this the best from the womb in the flesh,
Till Midwest fans zoom in on my tomb where I rest,
Who’s the newest to test, transform you into death,
Shoot 2, lead’ll chew thru ya bulletproof vest,
I’m consumin’ ya threats, fool, and noosin’ ya necks,
Tru schoolin’ ya vets, rude, haiku-in’ cassettes,
Not 2cool but I’m fresh, not jewish but blessed,
Who would win when 2 hooligans are duelin’ in death,
King of the chi rule, breeze thru with finesse,
Stugotz mixtape debut gets review in the press,
In the white room confused I’m abusin’ ya rep,
Got this microphone residue tattoed on my breath,
Got your girl drinkin’ booze while I move to molest,
Dikk balloonin’ in her dress, I’m misusin’ her breasts,
Fukk ya back packs, this is my platoon where you’re left,
Till my rap tracks boomin’ while I’m cruising corvettes,
Chorus
Liotta’s on the mic after midnight, who ya gonna run to, who ya gonna run to?
Ya betta drop ya mic cuz I’m comin’ for ya life ya betta run dude, betta run dude…
Flash back to the ave, stackin’ cash in them bags,
Got em gagged with doo-rags, escape crashin thru cabs,
Smackin’ with jabs, last action happenin’ cats,
About half of them rhyme, the other half of them rats,
Ax damagin’ raps, worried, packin a nine,
A chain reaction of mine when mixin’ mac’s and the wine,
Number runs, flashin’ funds, stashin’ the paper,
Sippin’ tanqueray puffin’ blunts ash trapped in the vapors,
Flashin’ a fader, glock slugs splashin’ you player,
Eyes bugged, red blood dripped down and clashed with my gators,
Fitted caps and throwbacks, pimp slappin’ haters,
Rich Daley’s staff, plan and laugh, about whackin’ the mayor,
Drug traffickin’ later, connect original sin,
Plasma screen tracks, Liotta with a digital grin,
Shhit on your soul, flow shows spittin’ venom within,
Admit I’m ripped from the same cloth the devil began…
Born to do this the best from the womb in the flesh,
Till Midwest fans zoom in on my tomb where I rest,
Who’s the newest to test, transform you into death,
Shoot 2, lead’ll chew thru ya bulletproof vest,
I’m consumin’ ya threats, fool, and noosin’ ya necks,
Tru schoolin’ ya vets, rude, haiku-in’ cassettes,
Not 2cool but I’m fresh, not jewish but blessed,
Who would win when 2 hooligans are duelin’ in death,
King of the chi rule, breeze thru with finesse,
Stugotz mixtape debut gets review in the press,
In the white room confused I’m abusin’ ya rep,
Got this microphone residue tattoed on my breath,
Got your girl drinkin’ booze while I move to molest,
Dikk balloonin’ in her dress, I’m misusin’ her breasts,
Fukk ya back packs, this is my platoon where you’re left,
Till my rap tracks boomin’ while I’m cruising corvettes,
Chorus
Liotta’s on the mic after midnight, who ya gonna run to, who ya gonna run to?
Ya betta drop ya mic cuz I’m comin’ for ya life ya betta run dude, betta run dude…
Flash back to the ave, stackin’ cash in them bags,
Got em gagged with doo-rags, escape crashin thru cabs,
Smackin’ with jabs, last action happenin’ cats,
About half of them rhyme, the other half of them rats,
Ax damagin’ raps, worried, packin a nine,
A chain reaction of mine when mixin’ mac’s and the wine,
Number runs, flashin’ funds, stashin’ the paper,
Sippin’ tanqueray puffin’ blunts ash trapped in the vapors,
Flashin’ a fader, glock slugs splashin’ you player,
Eyes bugged, red blood dripped down and clashed with my gators,
Fitted caps and throwbacks, pimp slappin’ haters,
Rich Daley’s staff, plan and laugh, about whackin’ the mayor,
Drug traffickin’ later, connect original sin,
Plasma screen tracks, Liotta with a digital grin,
Shhit on your soul, flow shows spittin’ venom within,
Admit I’m ripped from the same cloth the devil began…