C-Block

Now I really dont care about
no nigga tryin to slang
and I really dont give a fuck
about no nigga tryin to Bang
cuz we got, hand times commin
down like rainy weather
we can buck N shoot em up
or we can all rize together
with the price in your eyes
the pep in our step Im tryin to
spit the message out until I reach
my last breath my physical awarness
plus my continous mind plus the Live
microphone equals righteous rhyme
so you know Im flowin like H2O
then fountain non-stop to a thirsty soul
I be like, cupid draw back my bow
point it at your mind N let my fly rhyme go
cuz I, a man born to die small speak on
till Im carried by six to my restin home
cuz Im a hoochy fader
devastader, real Busta Hater
the hommys call me G cuz Im
g-g-greater on the microphone
splurgin cut snakes like a surgeon
and Busta you cant fade cuz
I flow tight like a virgin