(Demon voice)
(Flesh Flesh...) (laughs)
Tough boy you can fake like you hard
But if you ain't rollin' with the Lord
Bigga get your (bitch ass pussy)
Get your ass a hoe card bitch
[Flesh]
Well, hit 'em with the middle ?
creepin' sleepin' competitors nothin' but silence
? Flesh ? I'm soft niggas afraid ? 5th Dawg ?
book of thugs he's so raw raw motherfuck the law
Law get 'em off a your dog ya'll ya'll ?
Ya'll niggas ain't ready for the armaggedon
? In a daze and if you come around my way ? make my day Flesh
Have any mercy not when he cock buckshot feel his ass drunken
? bloodclots ? fill his ass hot slugs when he explode
Now get 'em off poppin' gotta glock flossin' a beam
And call off shots right in between his eye when I hit 'em
With a Nina should've seen his split wig ?
Never want to fuck with my lyrical status can't touch my
And my style you niggas in the game want to talk foul ?
100 proof thugstyle put it down
Sure you want to bite us now (now, uh)
Chorus: Flesh
1 9 9 9, 2 triple 0 0 0
we be the heroes souljahs of the new millennium ?
[Afta Maff]
Runnin' with a bullet proof vest and put 'em to rest
When I meet a motherfucker with a fifth of Cal. AK-47
Mac-11, Hollow Points trailin' the bitch
And watch me dip with my trues I fool
Nigga know the rules, rules
[Flesh]
Whatever you do, you do what you gotta do
If you snooze you lose
[Afta Maff]
My niggas be strong with a bullet proof on
I'm checkin' the niggas' claimin' to be thugs
Thinkin' of poppin' my pistol bangin' the brains
I'm leavin' the niggas sho' 'cause I don't want to be judged
by a 12 than carry by 6
[Flesh]
I'm a empty the clip and dip
For fuckin' with be