Born broke, beat up and always hungry
Never thought I'd turn into a criminal if anything
Running from the cops like Al Capone
Going rambo on them suckas like Sly Stallone
Got a jat in my pants like it's part of my belt
Suckas scared like butter so they start to melt
I stand solid like concrete in Detroit streets
What a rich man throws away is what a poor
man eats When I was five,
my mind started to blow up
Told my teacher I want to be like Hitler when I grow up
When I was seven, disregarded the laws of heaven
I went to church on Sunday and I cussed out the reverend
When I was ten,
I started committing sin Witchcraft and boohoo with needles and pins
When I became an adolescent,
I never learned my lesson
Putting hoes in motherfuckers with a * Smith and Wesson
A homicidal,
biter,
recital,
he shuns my tato I know my * is death and I know you wanna
bite open notes Don't do it,
you'll be just a carbon copy
He's shaman's original and everybody else is sloppy
But chill,
I kill,
I'm sweet like sugar heel Not your average everyday elementary run of
the mill Motherfucker get it straight,
I don't battle
That's for suckas,
you wish you was down What real life thought I ain't that right,
brothers
I don't bullshit,
no need to bullshit You pull some * and you'll be full of bullets
And *,
brothers think I'm brutes and pull my bluff
And get * up and stuff,
it's time for me to shut up
Cause I really said enough