a.w.o.l

it's another interlude motherfucker

you know it's animal the mixtape bully nigga

mtb

you know how i do it the way i do it when i do it the way i do it

motherfucker stab you in your throat with a icepick

shoot you in the face with a beebee gun

whatever i do to bring you to the conrete i'ma do it

you heard?

my motherfuckin nigga a

it's the closin of the album nigga

i salute you nigga

for never bein a bitch

for never bein a bitch-ass nigga

cryin

retirin

sayin you comin back to the game

go findin god and comin back

keep gettin shot and comin back

niggaz doin mixtapes and comin back

lyin 'til y'all caught with guns and comin back

keep comin back baby

you in the top five man

y'all niggaz pay the source for mics man

cause you don't know how to be an original nigga from the streets

i respect you man

close it out like this

2-double-oh-5

fuck the world

you heard

say what's up a.w.o.l. take it

i am one of the flyest

crew is like the al'qaeda's

we war like in the mess halls of elmyra

bodies get caught

predicate spells is higher

why talk if you ain't walk through hell's fire

all-nighters

upscale attire

in car get new cars you and your mans admire

young messiah

back bottom guns for hire

i am that what the rap contracts require

ghostwriter

coast to coast cyphers

i do this for them grown men in diapers that don't like us

though

still the nicest

sendin kites to riker's is priceless

reminiscin on past life fights with cypress

hung lifeless

sprung from financial crisis

never ran

i stand amongst the righteous

az-q

dark denimy v suits

his

arson is lethal

only pardon his people so

just ask it open the closed casket

coke or the dope acid i'm back on that old shaft shit

got my ratchets

army fatigue jacket

fitted cap on backwards with them cats from flatbush

bravehearted

fuck if they say squash it

we remain the largest

we invade regardless

trains to spofford insane with a brain from hartford

it's hard to explain my artwork

one for the haters

two for the true and the raiders

i know dudes who eat your food with a razor

it's major

barbaric

brutal behavior

called addict

i talk about the jewelry later

my respect is for the dl cartel connects

and the crews that came through and left arise well effect

finesse

big boys only play with the best

it's no regrets

bein dead broke and raised in the 'jects

i'm a vet

cousin comstock callin collect

sayin he just left the box hot annoyed and depressed

claimin he stressed did a 3 still facin the stress

i'm like look this ain't the vote and you ain't facin your death

so save your breath

tie your boots up and bang with the rest

cause in reality they just incarcerated your flesh

you know the deal

i pray they process your appeal

cause on the real

i still got my hands on the wheel

and i'ma drive 'til the gas run out

either crash or a wrap 'til a smash come out

we them real niggaz