Inspectah Deck

[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
My style, sick as the plague
Hold ya head, like Im trimmin ya fade
Now witness the raid, Rebellion, spittin them blades
Thatll tear ya "Face/Off" like Nicolas Cage
In the brick maze, aint slept in six days
Trippin off a spliff of haze, rollin trip trays
I need, one followed by zero, hes some kinda hero
Analyze This, like DeNiro
[Inspectah Deck:]
Im not the man, Im just one of the men
You dont wanna cross me, Im like a hundred & ten
Truck Turner burning the steel, child style working the mill
Like I still kill, serving them crill
Cant stop til Im splurging a mill, gorilla lurk in the field
With my lean on, swerving my wills
Full time with the grind, like nine on the limb
Lone Ranger, so I dont conspire with them
Got men thatll fire the sem, see me sliding with the diamond
Like four or five of them, inside the Benz
Its the, main event when searched and through
Old timers recognize, with the young kids too
Damn right, Im still 1-6-Ooh
Young G out to get his due, you cant fit his shoe
In the hood like graph on the wall, snatchin it all
Niggaz hate me, Im just, having a ball
Yeah yall, still hang in the halls, or macking them broad
Or at the fiend house, bagging a raw
And Im alright, sending yall a kite
Boss tight with the mic, yall call it a night
Its the, gener-al, keep backin them off
Backin more, throw it down like Shaq in the fourth
You a cartoon in back of The Source, I clap off
And the, strongest quake couldnt match the force
Disrespect me, the eaglesll squeeze, my peoples is Gs
Who put the work in and breeze in the Ds
Keep several TVs in the Vs, now wise men speak in degrees
Had you leaking with ease, fools
[Chorus]
[ My Style Lyrics ]