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Verse: Gotta be quick with a Jason mask ??? keepin' that stash ??? gotta make cash Leavin' a trail a body bag Psychopathic, Schizophrenzic, mastermind like ??? Killa' like IDI AMIN, know what I mean ??? Down with the C to the A with the A to the K with the ??? ??? Darkness Slangin' and rangin' them shots out of a big Glock ??? Bodies ??? Killaz ??? n***as ??? Cause' I'm deliverin' pain Mix that motion ??? ??? ??? tyna' maintain my weight Smokin' on flames to calm my nutz He's out like a mocking bird n***as who disrespect get put n check n beat to the f**kin' curb Check my words when I speak Raised up on South Memphis Streets Keepin' that heat up under my seat When I creep cheifin' ona' swisher sweet Superblink, as I read cause' that chronic is in my head ???? Like Grip MC from sippin' keepin' ??? ??? Super stingy, treatin' you b*t*hes like a f**kin' bad disease Everyday I pray and stay so high because ???? peace Next verse: Comin' n creepin' runnin' out straight from 4 Corners Who killin' it it's just like a game I grip my machete n***as that wanna run up on the watch you go up in flames Silly ass n***as be killin' me, dyin' no frenemy crucifix b*t*hes like Paul Chosen those folks cause these demons cause N.O.D. n***as we know the bullet cause And empirical devil eye ritual channeling eye and while I'm blowin' the weed I have committed them sins so guarding my life because my life is about to end ??? ???? ??? misfortunes, and demons are trying to take over my soul Murder is all on my mind committed no crimes so watch the Glock explode Evil forever ??? lyrical ???? ???? ???? At night I creep Never sleep But just like the klan what? on the creep Like a black sheep over me bustas Sight of my ear I show no fear my eyes unleash a tear There's no f**kin' fear the end is near my mind has started to clear Devil robbin' ??? ??? put you away so you see the judge today God has punished you so I must stop you and put your body inside a grave Haven't you ever heard of? These n***as that comin' to serve ya' Yo name is better be watchin' yo back cause' havoc and causing murder Next verse: Project Pimp Runnin' and gunnin' a Project Pimp ??? ???? once again fillin' your body with holes All that damn sh*t you be talkin' about a playa When you see me you get served a super bro Project but inis b*t*h, breakin' her tholly She grippin' yo body cause' up all in my mind Send me the tryin' b*t*h answer me questions me why I committed like do all these crimes? Murderer psychopath who in the f**k's sake If you see me I be swingin' that damn blade If you hear all about cats and you know the project the hoe is how I get paid f**k a b*t*h f**k a sl*t all those hoes Talkin' all that sh*t do you know how much blood I've spilled? b*t*h I got no quarter ounces no questionz so see you b*t*hes get off the hill Ready to catch a case Get out of my f**kin' face n***as with triggerz that creep outta the dark Pistol grip 44. rap it like T and project pimp ??? ??? you n***as block Penn street inis b*t*h why I say dober sh*t Police be duckin' and tryna go past Project be holdin' me down with that N-O-D thought it out and up out that damn hoe in a blast Next verse: Tommy Wright THA 3RD Straight from the depths of hell Can't tell you where I been never did with a trail Two horns and a tail Listen to my instruction Lemme tell you how the Tommy Wright became a n***a Of Destruction 1991 told my n***a Keith Dunn he wit the sh*t and started movin' my bricks Shelby drive by the corners and down to the front of the corner store brought up to our studio Made that come up n***as tried to run up Then them people gun up Now them n***as f**ked up We can shoot a young buck Toxic got copped up shipped to the pen is why I hit it long Once been a bum but that day is done got a three year deal with selecto HOE Mempho tapes under ground d**k soft d**k quick made a vid Tommy never rap about One phone call to my dog bout that hoe Sick blow brain blow type of balance Got enough cheese in my bank account just to have you ahh killt' not matter tha' amount n***a better try to be my friend in the end I'm beat a n***a in the win again are you mad? Never been that good with my mom but I still hit her witha' couple thousand every time to time Mane bro wish on my n***a could've seen how taken but so many of them died Got a gun in every part of my household in the shake junt still movin' bricks on the side Ten Wanted Men and the group One Man Tommy haters killa' gang but I'm impervious to pain Other n***as still makin' mixtapes how to dictate Tommy is the name man Destruction is the game Next verse: N em em p ain't name takin' no sh*t punk Got that pump off that bunk chump feel my trunk in chump punk it's all good in my hood when I'm smoking that herb sucka' That play motha' f**ka' that's gon' swallow ya mother As a child as a juvenile Gangs and never was slang I delt with the worst as I worked for the dope Man live the life of out here roller idea and never was killin' My work will take chances as I sit back and chill Playa of the year should've been at my ball Best of ??? ??? ??? It was held in Panama Life is short when you travel the road alone Dope pushas hog killaz murder and they stalk On this kid on the street one was strong the other a sl*t Gangs don't ever shut and the cops hate my guts This is life not a intro Things from the ghetto rock Heads stick em' in Crack houses in Mempho Yeah it's no bullsh*t It's the hand I was delt with Comin' up hard and all my life I'm a misfit Next verse: Takin' my time doin' this sh*t right Playa playa gettin' high N - O to the Psycho D n***a come and fly with me Smokin' on that hella weed runnin' from the police And my name is backyard folk behind that block Layin' low with my scope I'd be damned f**k them folk Psycho D I'm like lightning 1-2-3 I'm just lying OMB Where I'm from? Ruben Street Here I come If I have to smack the crooked cop from the devil Glock With that bullet the slaught Don't make it drop Another 9-0-2-0-1 with the f**kin' Glock Next Verse: Now this drug sh*t hits at any place at any time many nines have been popped that many crimes Put you out you descent slay b*t*hes make b*t*hes Soul stiches Blow chicken blow b*t*hin' In my hood cause endo weed grow big Hit the streets who be N.M.P on the creep Just like endo fatanishia to drop them p zips So I can boom what you assume release here Run like a b*t*h when you hit with my sh*t Since you split on yo clique sissy b*t*hes take a diss Now I got what you need to Glock them g's Keys and keys and trees all fine weed Takes a year on the floor Who gon' smoke all this dope Chunky folks so hit them slopes And get it on like super ???? But they got a new awakening Underground clown from the sewer way ??? ??? ??? if you creep you a p I'm gon' hit to that g and you gon' end up 6 feet unda' They got that plunder ??? ain't got no boy wonder When I'm cheifin' I'm cheifin' thunda' Renegade wield the hottest hottest and the bodies Cryin' n***gas just like ??? so I'm gon' stop listenin' f**kery Luckily You can't f**k with me N.O.D. destruction straight ??? f**kin' Next verse: Frezno Finna be the soul snatcher the n***a with Glocks ready to pop freznosta n***a that don't give a f**k about pullin' a trigger on you n***as How you figure You think I'm deep in that N.O.D Can't you see we can't stopped we be kill a n***a ready to creep up on yo block Deep in yo civilization nothin' that man paints is that war paint that fugitive known as Frezno with Francell for yo ass hoe Creepin' up the flow with the different flow my Glocks attached to my side hoe With ansell clips and hallow tips so when you slip you die hoe Guess who it be B D F R E Z N O D K Y L E D the ex better known as have them with them broke necks Ain't no trippin' in the clique and gripin' on these b*t*hes slipin' grippin' on my tome whatchu' gonna do when I come for you? Next verse: On that dope that's a n***a comin' choke that's n***a Mac Kyle got yo head behind the scope why n***a gotta aya aya gotta boy playa hate the n***as Of Destruction got my arms at the gate Ya'll hoes can't not even f**k them realist the trillest I'm f**kin' you b*t*hes you feelings stop robbin' you chosin' put my damn glizzy ??? ??? you b*t*hes can't f**kin' face this I'm sprayin' you b*t*hes like black flag that ski mask with that f**ko mag We strapped with them thangz ready to blast that family ya'll y'all busta ass Raised as a thug on them drugs and it's how I live to the day I motha' f**kin' die livin' Mac Kallib I'ma give it to you Next Verse: Lil' Dex I'ma lil' skinny motha' f**ka' but n***a I'm not goin' And I might not stand that much ground but it's penny town we ain't glowin' I'm throwin' grenades and raidin' yo block and gettin' away from the cops And nobody knows who's causin' these hoes to pull murders on sh*ts that we ball They labeled me lunatic be on yo p's and q's the news is sick These motha' f**kas' bustas don't act white sh*t so please watch out for yo kids Not sayin' much it's just what I am the ??? is out on my lead I'm just a n***a havin' them visions and pyscho with N.O.D. See I feel like n***as like me gonna be breakin' these hoes for cheese Dexter down with the east side shyt busy jit this is N.O.D n***as Of Destruction, n***as gonna go? call us whatever you wanna With Frezno, Mac Kyle, Dexter, Big Al, Tom Skee and we out this junt Outro: Sheit the dexter east side N.O.D It's them fringe when they run and I told ya TW3RD: Yo wazzup, Tommy Wright 3rd up inis motha' f**ka ' I wanna tell all my n***as to get that new CD comin' out in three moe weeks nation wide Tommy Wright hoe producer of the year b*t*h down N.O.D Yeah yeah Mac mutha' f**kin Kyle N.O.D. for motha' f**kin life 1996 baby smokin' one n***a Yeah all them motha' f**kas down with N.O.D. and them friends know ya'll know who you is keep that sh*t goin' playas yeah Yueh ha hah hah ha ha hah hah yeah n***a dude f**k you b*t*h yeah n***a yeah b*t*h it's them freaks Yeah evil flaunt in this motha' f**ka' 4 corners bow down N.O.D. hoe go get that soul rager tape Lil', Lil' Jester James in this motha' f**ka' for the 96 I want you to be lookin' out for my new tape soon know what I'm sayin' with the autoclick know what I'm sayin' what's up Lil' L an all tho sh*ts know what I'm sayin' my lil brother ??? ?? ??? ight I'm out this b*t*h (instrumental fades)
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