ve got this feeling, gonna let it free Some people say that I am crazy But that don't really bother me 'Cos I'm gonna rip it up I'm gonna rip it up
Bone fate We steadily runnin' duckin' Comin' up to the front door barri-caded And I pulled ah grenade, tossed to the door, let it explode And we made it
soul ot the devil But I changed my mind now I want it back But he won't coorperate so now it's time to jack Called RIP and Stratejacket Number One Assassin
same streets the police take us Livin' on the corner so won't speak it out my mouth Respect and got the money son, that's all that it's about No doubt
skunked them up like marijuana Terminator of data and your rhymes is Sarah Conner You can't rip out, rap up, slip up, slap up Cause you're trapped up, to get capped up
fate in the palm of my hand blow you away like its part of the plan i gotta call it like i see it, talk it like i be it walkin my walk, thugged out
it like i see it, talk it like i be it walkin my walk, thugged out orthopedic cause i'm soon to be up, give me room watch me heat up niggas try to stick
handle my mic check I enlarge to full capcacity drasticallly fast It has to be my well manicured dastardly pure blast Will sniffle and lift, level and shift, earthplates Speeded up birthrate repetitive let it live then let it
its a game of crack Thugishness is in my spirit I'm lost and not knowing scar'd up but still flowing Energized and still going Uhh, can it be fate that
it Einstein Rock it Like you mutha fuckers want it [hook] Who got this Mutha fucking house Who Einstein Huh what Tech n9ne Dwamn Who keeps it sizzling Who keeps it
front of outs and I'll bust'em in, gotta load tha clip, when I rip them, slip them slugs up out tha chamber, should'a flexed it foe me, stranger Krayzie
it up has got my soul liberated [Chorus 2:] Rip it up Rip it up Don't stop until it's torn up Tear it up Tear it up It's just the fate of the dance
me contender Me not retreat and me no surrender Gun shot attack them like a rat in a blender Gun shot, they get up me pull up they get sent up Heard
out of you hoes You set it off fa--ot, so now how do you spose- We settle it, hit me in the nose, we'll see how it goes [Chorus x2] It's shear hustle
couldn't be parallel 'cause hell is vertical Aha, fooled ya, thought it was beneath you Got propelled in the sky, now soul is see through But it doesn
that it's OK I've lost all fate in a world so full of hate I don't fucking love music I just use it to escape I'm caught between wanting to punch someone
what I'm talkin' 'bout You see we Jack and we Daniels, y'all Earl and Ralph 4-ize twirl it out, lick it dry and tend it to flames Not even Joshua can
from Gittero what? Southside niggas throw it up when it's time to get buck Niggas in the back of the club postin' up Waitin' for a nigga that's new to make it up
