Buck 50's & Bullet Wounds

I got a bird's eye view, like bird and swine flu

I'm sick with it, no cure for shit that I do

Heavy handed when I jotted down a lyric

You ain't half what Havoc is, or anything near it

I'm a ticking timebomb, that sit in your mind palm

The blicky, your mind palm, no planet, we improv

You niggas pussy wearing feelings on your sleeve though

Go kill yourself, your shorty out here giving deep throat

The winner team is over here, check the point spread

Our ball first, give a fuck what the coin said

They try to zoo us, keep it from the shakers, movers

Cause we animals, the valuables, there be a lotta to us

Quick, out with the old, my nigga I be on some newer shit

Whoever got the coolest wrist, add 'em to the list

You be donating for the cause

Why you asking why nigga, do it just because

Never let a good jux go to waste, they see it's about face

The memories of the sound the fore pound make

For years through the music, I took 'em a foul place

Life through my lens and how it would be without cake

Buck 50 and bullet wounds

Nothing left to live for so we couldn't lose

Bubblin' with aga, had it poppin' off

Gunpowder residue on the cotton cloth

Lay laws on us yeah but we still wild

And never seasonal my nigga, this was year round

The blood runnin' through our veins

Got us locked up in this cell

Shacked up with the ball and chain

The more herb I blew, the higher the IQ

Just trying to live, please forgive the evil I do

From W, the double crossing my crew

Dos Equis, my x2, get it, that's times two

I be spittin' raw dawg, the sticky in my paws

Southpaw, kill ya spirit, I get it from my paw

We outlaws, we live it, no liquor in my bars

Drive 'em crazy in the streets, no different in my cong

It's nada, I brought you change, no Obama

Like four quarters, some rappers change for a dollar

It's all aura, I do my thing you ain't gotta

Stop lying like Mufasa, I'm no Hakuna Matata

Boy, bullet holes in the lobby door

If you thinking that i'm a problem, I'm probably yours

Back with the brown, I got 'em leaning like Bobby jaw

Might catch a body and drop it off in somebody's drawer

Yeah Wu-Tang!

Mobb Deep!

20 years plus in the game!

Yeah Alchemist I love you kid!