Yo, the saga begins, begin war, I'll draw first blood, be the first to set it off My cause, tap all jaws, lay down laws, we take it with jaws, we do jokes, rush the doors It come to these, time to make breeze, the guns tossed, if it falls, some team will go at your main source My non-taurus, hit bosses and take hostage, your whole setup, from the ground up, we lock *** Blood flood your eye, *** up your optics, switch to killer instincts, for niggas pop *** Your nigga annoyed, what's the topic, nine pound, we rocked it, 96, strike back with more hot *** Illuminate, my team will glow like, radiation, with no time for patient, or complication Let's get it done right, my clique airtight, trapped in a never ending gun fight Some niggas lose stripes and lose life, jail niggas sending kites to the street Over some beef that wasn't fully cooked, finish him off, well done me That sad twin tooth slug to your head, travel all the way down to your lake And yo, it's hell on earth, who's next are gonna be first The project's a front line, and the enemy is one time I ain't gotta tell you, it's right in front of your eye And yo, it's hell on earth, who's next are gonna be first The project's a front line, and the enemy is one time I ain't gotta tell you, yo, it's right in front of your eye We rep the QEC, nigga rep yours, it's all love Millie stacked down, heavily guarded by hollow tips Slugged and cracked down, the wannabe thugs, adapt to gas sound And bow down, slow the *** up, see how I'm found now Articulate, hitting body parts to start shifting *** Never hesitate, it's the rap game unlimited It's on my roster, we can do this, forever infinite Then reminisce, 20 years later, how we was getting it Either with me, go against the grain, you better hit me Legging me and robbing me, niggas better body me Cause it's a small world and niggas talking like bitches Bitches singing like snitches, pointing you out in pitches Cause she rep the QEC, faithfully, player hating me All that bull***, it's just making me, more the better The concentrate of getting cheddar, your shorty set you up, you better debt her I told you, taper mode you, son you, then I hold you Like a pimp, mind control you, double edge blow you Handle B.I. like I'm supposed to, the clique is coastal International, you local, McCarty mix, physically fixed Hit you with ***, then I leave a loose, nigga stiff, properly fixed Son I saw them, pulled them in my world, then involved them In chaos, walk the beat like, around the wake cops The average pissed out, QB City dog, father part 3 Gotti, Gambino, and Todd Nitty, Scarface, rest in peace Who's next are gonna be first, the projects is front line And the enemy is one time, I ain't gotta tell you Ayo, it's right in front of your eyes, hell on earth Who's next are gonna be first, the projects is front line And the enemy is one time, I ain't gotta tell you Ayo, it's right in front of your eyes Yo, the heavy metal king, hold big *** with spare clips You see eclipse, when the max spit, your top got split Laying dead with open eyes, close his eyelids Turn off his lights, switch the darkness It's deep in the abyss of street life, blood on my kicks, *** on my knife Use the wild child kick, I'll turn him into mice I was born to take power, leave my mark on this planet The phantom of crime rap, niggas is left stranded Shut down your operation, close for business Leave a foul taste in your mouth like Guinness P.O.W. niggas is found, M.I.A. We move like the special forces, green beret Heavily around my throat, I don't claim *** brand new Back in 89 the same way, the Gar-P walk with a limp C But simply to simplify ***, no man can go against me Sesame, you must be Benji, don't tempt me I had this full clip for so long, it needs to empty The reason why I full for so long, cause I don't waste *** You properly hit, blood in your mouth so you can taste it Quiet is kept, I lay back and watch the world spin I hear thugs, claiming that they gonna rob the mall when they see us I tell you what black, here's the issue with some package deal You rob me, you take these missiles along with that I ain't your average cat, *** rap I'm tryna make cream in that stack Whatever it takes, I have eight guys to go down Four mics on stage, a mother***er four pound Speakers leaking out sound, the niggas leaking on the ground I could surely care less, the Gar gon' get his Regardless, blow for blows, find out who it hardest This rap artist used to be a stick-up artist Sometimes I test myself, see if I still got it Alive niggas stay on point, never disregard *** Or forget the essence, from which I emerged PS6, I say that bull*** for the birds Live up to my words, if I got beef, niggas coming in herds We flush through your clique, get purged