Born II Die

Evil lurks in the mind of mad men

I have to call, Spice 1 to put in work

Yeah, straight mother******'

East Bay killa in the house

Spice mother******' 1

That's how you do it

You just mobb up on a *************

And shoot him in his mother******' head

And drag him out the car

And get your mother******' mobb on

Yeah, mother******' G *************t

Jumpin' off tonight

Mother******' fire

Beotch

Kill 'em off like dis

Spice 1 dem say him born II die

Kill 'em off like dat

Spice 1 dem say him [unverified]

My gat scream fire

The bullet told me shoot that mother****** he's a liar

I talk to my 380 like a ************* on the stroll

When *************z try to ************* me, I haul off and let her hoe, kill 'em all

I can't be ****** in this game, I'ma psychopath

My AK, told me to shove him up some *************z ass

I'm havin' long conversations with Mr. Millimeter

He's one of my best friends, ************* ass ************* eater

And Missus Mos*************erg, livin' up in that back trunk

You know that old school *************, she like to get in funk

It's splittin' mother******s by the seams

My grandaddy Mr. AR-15, said he was my only family

Shoot straight, and please don't jam me

My own Glock pistol whipped me in my ******' head

'Cause he said, I wouldn't buy the infrared

Got in a fight at a club, my gat started walkin'

Told me to shut the ************* up and let him do the talkin'

I woke up, and it was sick to see them guts

From my strap tell me Spice mother******

You're born II die

One to the chest and one to the dome

Well if them *************z catch you slippin' then yo' ass is gone

(Born II die)

Aim yo best for the head so yo' brains get blown

Well, if them *************z catch you slippin' then yo' ass is gone

Kill 'em off like dis

Spice 1 dem say him born II die

Kill 'em off like dat

Spice 1 dem say him [unverified]

Legal Glocks and Barettas and the Uzi thangs

And if the *************t jump off I'm killin' everythang

Don't be actin' like no ************* when the funk is on

'Cause if them *************z catch you slippin' then yo' ass is gone

One for the Glock, two for the clip

Bullets in yo' ass make you hop and skip

*************z who ride, strap on the side

Open up your chest bout this ******' wide

This ain't no TV, you don't wanna see me

I split your cranium so mother******' easy

Leavin' you bloody dead and shot

My Glock goosed up your body like the mother******' dreadlock

So, get yo' ass home 'fore you catch some slugs

Brain runnin' down the drain like the L.A. floods

Don't be ******' with the SPI

I'm tellin' you mother******s I was born II die

One to the chest and one to the dome

Well if them *************z catch you slippin' then yo' ass is gone

(Born II die)

Aim yo' best for the head so yo' brains get blown

Well if them *************z catch you slippin' then yo' ass is gone

Kill 'em off like dis

Spice 1 dem say him born II die

Kill 'em off like dat

Spice 1 dem say him [unverified]

One eighty seven Crew ass ************* from the Bay

AK spray, beat your dead body as it lay

On the concrete die in one beat of the heart

Seven day old ass body smell a little tart

Pull up to your bumper with a fully loaded magazine

Robbin your mother******' ass clean

Blow the heart out a mother****** back

************* *************t on his self, when I pull out my strap

Got a chrome fo' five, bout nine in the clip

In two [unverified] days, begin to mobb and dip

It's just another tale of some gangsta *************t

Where *************z murder in the first from a verse that spit

************* ass *************z, expire, retire

Stab him in the throat with the Dayton spoke wire

So, don't get caught up in the mix

I, let you mother******s know quick, I'm born II die

One to the chest and one to the dome

Well, if them *************z catch you slippin' then yo' ass is gone

(Born II die)

Aim yo best for the head so yo' brains get blown

Well, if them *************z catch you slippin' then yo' ass is gone

Kill 'em off like dis

Spice 1 dem say him born II die

Kill 'em off like dat

Spice 1 dem say him [unverified]

Yeah, *************

Straight walkin' up on a mother******

And takin' his *************t with a AK-47 *************

Get yo' *************t 'cause it's on

Tell you hoe you gon' be back

Uh, ************* gon' give up his *************t

Or he gon' catch a mother******' slug

Yeah, you gon' catch a mother******' slug

Uh, Spice 1 in the mother******' house

Straight killin' 'em all

He, he, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Mother******s