2000, no mercy for the new millennium It's Victory or Death, I'm tha Twista in bitch talkin' 'bout styles and shit And who bit what and who made what, fuck all y'all styles I'm finna set this off like this here
Chi murderous Mob Gothic Hard knock it give me tha mothafuckin' ammunition I'll it Respected like I'm one of prophets put it down for legit ballaz and you don't think
That I'll it annihilate that nigga 'Cause like a lamb I was For this verbal murder imprisoned by my hunger to succeed By the heart I be
No shakin', no shiverin', get your to bleed Reciting literature, shall I spit tha creed Now who them mothafuckaz talkin' bitin' Go get me the pump-out of my trunk-I'm finna
better run punk Fuck where you got style from I be the one Rippin' the and I'm murderin' I'm in the of killin' 'em off when the guns dump
a young pump two to the brain don't even harm me You're fuckin' every party, you even startle You're the harder crew of giants Turnin' like you to microscopic particles
To hype, to stop it the modules on control Ride out on niggas-bitches-ho's Ain't takin' no I instantly bruise your soul Talkin' that to me, trigger vicious flows
Get to rippin' my clothes and start snappin' I'm Sniffin' shit up the nose, and catchin' Till I'm trembling no start shootin' and Knockin' mothafuckaz out Benalyn
Reminiscin' on adrenaline, oh, now you rememberin' Overdose 'em on poisonous from the west to the wild y'all Gangbagin' Gotti, rockin' tha party up shockin' your body doin' it Kami Kaze style y'all
'Cause it's victory or death nigga, better out the way When my pumpin' or you can get a (Click-clock-blast) Die die Ain't no makin' me bleed 'cause I've got family to feed
'Cause victory or death nigga, better stay out the way my adrenaline pumpin' or you can get a (Click-clock-blast) Die die Ain't no makin' me bleed 'cause I've got to feed it's
I would rather die before I can't prosper I'm a Won't stop ballin', because meant to be, It's or death I gotta hustle till I'm gone
I would rather die before I can't I'm a mobsta Won't stop ballin', because meant to be, It's victory or death I gotta till I'm gone
To all the folks and the The and the crips and every ward let's roll You gotta go for what you If retaliation get low
When you get to the let it flow Make these know in the door Make a mothafucka for what you need 'Cause the families gotta eat in the last it's hatred and greed
Luv to the Gov's, B.M.'s, marshals, elites and the chief Soldiers we better take heed and of the times, stand by yo nine Watch out for tha and write yo' rhymes
But the industry is set up to you so you better be on the grind Don't be one of the blind gotta stay And put in work time is almost up Twistas, hurricanes, and erupt
So we can't stop the I'm killin' my enemy, 'em off and not givin' a fuck And I to the Lord my soul to keep i go to the sky
Thank you from savin' me form a life of hell But hile I'm here I'm straight ballin' until I die Let's better years, feel the blood sweat and the tears Organize, I'll sit and smoke a Philly witcha
scared of my peers, I only got federal fears And I'm known to put it down for my city And when we get full of indo Hydroponics and lock up ya doors and tha window
go and call up your kinfolks 'Cause the riders that's with this mob murder when the wind blow Don't know what you
We bring terror in apocalyptic era Of we headin' in And the only way we can is if we come hard And to be gods instead of men
it's victory or death nigga, better stay out the way When my adrenaline or you can get a (Click-clock-blast) Die die Ain't no makin' me bleed 'cause I've got to feed it's
'Cause it's or death nigga, better stay out the way When my pumpin' or you can get a (Click-clock-blast) Die die Ain't no makin' me bleed I've got family to feed it's
I would rather die before I prosper I'm a mobsta stop ballin', because it's meant to be, It's victory or death I gotta hustle I'm gone
I would die before I can't prosper I'm a mobsta Won't stop ballin', it's meant to be, victory or death I gotta hustle till I'm gone