this motha fucka really think he hardcore... hahaha...
well tech... consider this ya wake up call...
(chorus)
F-or all the gangstaz who fell to the dickridaz
U-niting all the real emcees, the real survivaz
C-ant eat or sleep until i lay this bitch to rest
K-ill, devour n spit out, this cowardess pest
T-ell ya homies, ya family, or even tha cops
E- ven wit all ya dickridaz, i will not be stopped
C-lisk ready for war, n im warnin all these fakers
H-ell's ready to accept, all you sesame street gangsters
(verse 1)
ayo...
tech, you a bitch bout flashin, you aint ready for action
im laughin cuz you only actin, followin factions
fiction thuggin, bitchin out when you see a G muggin
you talkin bout my mistakes, well bitch, get to debuggin
tech aint bout nothin, you wanna call me a cocksucker?
i shoot ya hood up, you can call me ya blockbuster
i twist dis bitches wrist if he insists to piss me off
dismiss ya existence, like an abyssal syphisticough
you aint shootin dice on da corner, you gamblin with ya life
in dis fight, i got da tech, you scamblin for tha knife
i paint tha perfect picture of a vivid death
strike fear into the eyes of a timid tech
......... you bouta be laid to rest .........
(chorus)
F-or all the gangstaz who fell to the dickridaz
U-niting all the real emcees, the real survivaz
C-ant eat or sleep until i lay this bitch to rest
K-ill, devour n spit out, this cowardess pest
T-ell ya homies, ya family, or even tha cops
E- ven wit all ya dickridaz, i will not be stopped
C-lisk ready for war, n im warnin all these fakers
H-ell's ready to accept, all you sesame street gangsters
(verse 2)
yo, this aint no game rookie, you best quit now
trust me tech, ya ass aint ready to test this out
i bring in the tirade, strait street sweepin you foo's
snatch ya chain and best beleive we keepin ya jewels
you a wangsta, i can see you fakin all ya crimes
guns, bitches, n hoes, the foundation of ya rhymes
im ya worst nightmare, im all the cats you fear
injectin lead in you, till you cryin ta2 tears
we protestin you bitches, n poundin you frauds
this a new testament, ya whole crew down wit da cause
dis beef on ya shoulders? to much fo you to manage
best thing fo you to do is quit, n like you, it'll vanish
(chorus)
F-or all the gangstaz who fell to the dickridaz
U-niting all the real emcees, the real survivaz
C-ant eat or sleep until i lay this bitch to rest
K-ill, devour n spit out, this cowardess pest
T-ell ya homies, ya family, or even tha cops
E- ven wit all ya dickridaz, i will not be stopped
C-lisk ready for war, n im warnin all these fakers
H-ell's ready to accept, all you sesame street gangsters
