Born II Die

Evil lurks in the mind of mad men
I have to call, Spice 1 to put in work
Yeah, straight mother******
East Bay killa in the house
Spice mother* ***** 1
Thats how you do it
You just mobb up on a *************
And shoot him in his mother***** * head
And drag him out the car
And get your mother****** mobb on
Yeah, mother****** G *********** **t
Jumpin off tonight
Mother****** fire
Beotch
Kill em off like dis
Spice 1 dem say him born II die
Kill em off like dat
Spice 1 dem say him [unverified]
My gat scream fire
The bullet told me shoot that mother****** hes a liar
I talk to my 380 like a ** *********** on the stroll
When *************z try to ************* me, I haul off and let her hoe, kill em all
I cant be ****** in this game, Ima psychopath
My AK, told me to shove him up some ********* ****z ass
Im havin long conversations with Mr. Millimeter
Hes one of my best friends, ************* ass ********* **** eater
And Missus Mos*************erg, livin up in that back trunk
You know that old school ********** ***, she like to get in funk
Its splittin mother******s by the seams
My grandaddy Mr. AR-15, said he was my only family
Shoot straight, and please dont jam me
My own Glock pistol whipped me in my ****** head
Cause he said, I wouldnt buy the infrared
Got in a fight at a club, my gat started walkin
Told me to shut the ************* up and let him do the talkin
I woke up, and it was sick to see them guts
From my strap tell me Spice mother******
Youre born II die
One to the chest and one to the dome
Well if them *************z catch you slippin then yo ass is gone
(Born II die)
Aim yo best for the head so yo brains get blown
Well, if them *************z catch you slippin then yo ass is gone
Kill em off like dis
Spice 1 dem say him born II die
Kill em off like dat
Spice 1 dem say him [unverified]
Legal Glocks and Barettas and the Uzi thangs
And if the ********** ***t jump off Im killin everythang
Dont be actin like no ************* when the funk is on
Cause if them ********* ****z catch you slippin then yo ass is gone
One for the Glock, two for the clip
Bullets in yo ass make you hop and skip
********** ***z who ride, strap on the side
Open up your chest bout this ****** wide
This aint no TV, you dont wanna see me
I split your cranium so mother* ***** easy
Leavin you bloody dead and shot
My Glock goosed up your body like the mother****** dreadlock
So, get yo ass home fore you catch some slugs
Brain runnin down the drain like the L.A. floods
Dont be ****** with the SPI
Im tellin you mother******s I was born II die
One to the chest and one to the dome
Well if them *************z catch you slippin then yo ass is gone
(Born II die)
Aim yo best for the head so yo brains get blown
Well if them *************z catch you slippin then yo ass is gone
Kill em off like dis
Spice 1 dem say him born II die
Kill em off like dat
Spice 1 dem say him [unverified]
One eighty seven Crew ass ************* from the Bay
AK spray, beat your dead body as it lay
On the concrete die in one beat of the heart
Seven day old ass body smell a little tart
Pull up to your bumper with a fully loaded magazine
Robbin your mother****** ass clean
Blow the heart out a mother****** back
************* ** ***********t on his self, when I pull out my strap
Got a chrome fo five, bout nine in the clip
In two [unverified] days, begin to mobb and dip
Its just another tale of some gangsta *************t
Where *************z murder in the first from a verse that spit
************* ass *************z, expire, retire
Stab him in the throat with the Dayton spoke wire
So, dont get caught up in the mix
I, let you mother******s know quick, Im born II die
One to the chest and one to the dome
Well , if them *************z catch you slippin then yo ass is gone
(Born II die)
Aim yo best for the head so yo brains get blown
Well, if them *************z catch you slippin then yo ass is gone
Kill em off like dis
Spice 1 dem say him born II die
Kill em off like dat
Spice 1 dem say him [unverified]
Yeah, *************
Straight walkin up on a mother******
Andtakin his *************t with a AK-47 *************
Get yo *********** **t cause its on
Tell you hoe you gon be back
Uh, ************* gon give up his ************ *t
Or he gon catch a mother****** slug
Yeah, you gon catch a mother****** slug
Uh, Spice 1 in the mother***** * house
Straight killin em all
He, he, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Mother******s