[Verse 1: Ras Kass]
One minute of drama, eternity in a coma
’til they shut off life support and then it’s over
Been spitting sicker than Corona
Terminal case of pneumonia
Same difference gyro, shwarma, döner
A lot of “rest in power” posts
First 48 hour episodes
My and my niggas do our dirt dolo
So I ain’t snitching on myself, nigga
You rocking coke, stay in that kitchen by yourself, nigga
These niggas broke and they hoes too
Got envy in they heart
You put ‘em on, they knock you off
Pistol-whip ‘em, give em a pass, they think you soft
I don’t let nobody know how I feel, they manipulated
So I mastеred my emotions, that’s Islam demonstratеd
Drop the top on the Maserati, that’s ventilated
Twelve shots and a dirty revolver that’s nickel-plated
So when it pop off, I’m Orville Redenbacher
Lock and load, let it blakka rapper’s head and get a doctor
[Hook]
One second of terror, a milligram of fire
Squeeze the breath out of a nigga like some nooses and some wires
Squeeze the death out of a nigga like a tourniquet and pliers
The Ks, the nickels, them the neighborhood supplier
One second of terror, a milligram of fire
Squeeze the breath out of a nigga like some nooses and some wires
Squeeze the death out of a nigga like a tourniquet and pliers
The Ks, the nickels, them the neighborhood supplier
[Verse 2: Hus Kingpin]
Your bitch give me sheep’s head, I’m calling her bae
Courvoisier play, titties and yak, her name Brandy
She talking her way
Like where you from though? What brought you this place?
New York to LA, you came a long run
Baby, I’m fortunate, and now I’m forcing four horse [?]
She pop the gloss [?], her lips shine, telling fortunes
Yo ma, you played the house way too long
Just give me one second of your time and baby, we on, you’ll see
Cause yo, I read it all in your palm trees, you made the summer cry
Fresh puss, I judge a woman’s worth by her insides, huh
Yo ma, you riding or not? Then stuff this coke by your g-spot
And give me top ’til the beat stop
[Hook]
One second of terror, a milligram of fire
Squeeze the breath out of a nigga like some nooses and some wires
Squeeze the death out of a nigga like a tourniquet and pliers
The Ks, the nickels, them the neighborhood supplier
One second of terror, a milligram of fire
Squeeze the breath out of a nigga like some nooses and some wires
Squeeze the death out of a nigga like a tourniquet and pliers
The Ks, the nickels, them the neighborhood supplier
[Verse 3: Kurupt]
My purpose of getting paid in pieces by every nigga
I’m mobbing through every line, you better get ready, nigga
You try to catch me and end up catching body shots, nigga
I’m pivotal with the pistol, squabbing, golly mop, niggas
My nigga [?] won’t hesitate to follow
The eagles in Sleepy Hollow spin niggas and make ‘em wobble
Headhunting, bullets ricochet and double deuces
My bitch is like Ashanti and your bitch is like Rasputias
One second of terror, a milligram of fire
Squeeze the breath out of a nigga like some nooses and some wires
Squeeze the death out of a nigga like a tourniquet and pliers
The Ks, the nickels, them the neighborhood supplier
Everything the homies want and need I supply ‘em
Nigga, that’s Gotti, don’t even try him
Everything the homies want and need I supply ‘em
It’s like I told the bitch suck the dick or die trying, bitch
[Hook]
One second of terror, a milligram of fire
Squeeze the breath out of a nigga like some nooses and some wires
Squeeze the death out of a nigga like a tourniquet and pliers
The Ks, the nickels, them the neighborhood supplier
One second of terror, a milligram of fire
Squeeze the breath out of a nigga like some nooses and some wires
Squeeze the death out of a nigga like a tourniquet and pliers
The Ks, the nickels, them the neighborhood supplier
