when i m finished they ll never take another breath again wolf gang representing running with the best of em living to reach excellence gold medals when you win watch as i repeat event i make haters go on trips when they wouldn t come back again that s why i m showing off my moves like i m backpedalling your half step i m better just check my track record call me deadly like the seven sins i m the star player put my number on my letterman now i run the new school there s no rules but what i say you should do and if not then fuck you only thing that can tell me is if i remain this cool i ll be hot making shit hot your shit stops you ain t moving nothing on the block got me feeling like i m running from the cops never running out of breath but i m gunning til they drop get more stripes than a ref s uniform now i m on what you saying who s been gone winds blow me far from home right back to where it s warm quiet storm when i perform and i m a good shot top bomber tell sadam that i m coming for his spot dead or alive i break silence and i won t stop til the dead start to rise and heads start to turn and flesh starts to burn if you listen you will learn nothing s given you can earn ain t no stopping if it s profit it s mine it s not your concern if you want it then i got it for you if you wait your turn follow me you let others plea into court is adjourned mike g 1 23 time of murder currently i can make it hard to breathe like you were leagues underseas break rules for me it s impossible to follow policy beyond belief city values raise when i walk the streets pardon me my name should be etched in stone me alone put my heart in it beats the same as a metronome it s slow motion sprint home don t call it a comeback i m just getting warm tryna avoid the hangover in the morning scorin o trice ball like mike jordan now women adore when i m touring not travelling now we exploring don t call it a comeback i m just getting warm these rappers divas there s more bitch niggas than there is bitches a million and one face lifts nigga pull out your stitches you ain t who you say you are obie s an eye witness you hiding behind real niggas and a couple of ditches ain t no more soldiers this gay shit took a toll on us i been waiting patient for the day this blows over but how this culture cultivate homo sapien and embrace em nigga that s a no no guess i got a phobia bill folds i m rolling em classic in the slack of for hoes and them poking em souls is mischief opio got more than one misses it s written in hieroglyphics that mike g would ask my assistance insisting that we murder musicians and their existence man i got issues parallel to listeners hell only difference share spells through instruments real might as well be an instrument for you to prevail you to excel obie put the truth on the nail ever since the booth with proof and homie that s pale had an alter ego nigga you could call me d12 niggas all for evil when doing good for yourself had to part with people before i own a loft in a cell off hennessy everybody enemies fucking with my energy ain t nobody friending me fuck who you pretend to be real you presented me kill you being me nigga that s the entity ot shoots you have you needing souchers put you in a suit be the last time they view you this ain t just a booth nigga duty will pursue you you missing the roof when bullets you introduced to all that tough talk you motherfuckers is used to useless meet me on the block let s make it an odd future o trice ruthless1