You Ain't a Killer

The harsh realities of life are takin' toll

Even Jesus Christ forsake my soul

Please tell me what price to pay to make it home

Take control — I'm makin' dough but not enough to blow

JO's they lust my flows but 'ey yo I don't trust a soul

That's all I know or need to these evil streets'll meet you

Halfway and eat you alive tryin' to survive illegal

I'll leave you lost mount you on a cross whip you like a horse

Sacrifice your life to a higher force then I stomp your corpse

It's the Bronx of course recognize the accent

One of the last livin' still in action general assassins

Catchin' any wreck blastin' any tech smashin' any chest

Passin' any test — Charles Manson in the flesh

Any last requests before you meet your maker

Sow what you reap or wake up shakin' up a storm like Anita Baker

I'll take you straight to hell and fill your heart with hate

Incarcerate your fate in Satan's fiery lake then I lock the gate

Make no mistake this shit as real as Job we follow the killer's code

When we come for you tell me where will you go

Nowhere to run hide I'll find you and and silence your screams

And even if you kill me I'll still be in your f**kin' dreams

You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk

From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk

Mark you for death won't even talk that East or West crap

From Watts to LeFrak it ain't where you're from it's where's your gat

You've made a grave mistake

Shouldn't of come here you changed your fate

Your brains'll make the debut on the table when I raise the stakes

The pain is great but only for a second it starts strong then lessens

Just when you restin' the Armaggedon sets in

Left him with [] stress (TS) blessed him with no regrets (Yes)

Welcome to Hell son — the threshold of death

Face the serpent: I blaze your person you get laced for certain

Leavin' Jakes no trace to work from — close the case like curtains

I'm hurtin' head severely really tryin' to bring the pain

There's nothin' more satisfyin' than when you cryin' screamin' my name

It's not a game it's Purple Rain floods and bloodstains

Big Pun's my thug's name bustin' my guns that's my love thang

I'll slit your jug' vein and snatch your Adam's Apple

John Madden-tackle your corpse to hoist it on a cross at the tabernacle

That'll have to hurt I'll work your body 'til it burst

Then curse tu vida like a Brujeria verse

I'm worse than anything you ever been through sick in the head and mental

Essentially meant to be the sole threat against you

When you awaken your manhood'll be taken

Fakin' like you Satan when I'm the rhymin' abomination

You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk

From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk

Mark you for death won't even talk that East or West crap

From Watts to LeFrak it ain't where you're from it's where's your gat

You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk

From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk

Mark you for death won't even talk that East or West crap

From Watts to LeFrak it ain't where you're from it's where's your gat

It's hard to analyze which guys are spies— be advised people

We recognize who lies— it's all in the eyes chico

We read 'em and see 'em for what they are

D's in undercover cars takin' my picture like I'm a f**kin' star

I'm up to par my game is in a smash

With half a million in the stash

Passport with the gats first name and last

Ask anybody if my men are rowdy

Give me the mini-shottie I body a nigga for a penny probably

I'm obligated to anything if it's crime related

If it shine I'll take it still in my prime and I finally made it

I hate the fact that I'm the last edition properly a stash magician

Could've went to college and been a mathematician

Bad decisions kept me out the game now I'm strictly out for cream

Doin' things to fiends I doubt you'll ever dream

My team's the meanest thing you ever seen

Measured by the heaven's kings down to the devil's mezzanine

I've never screamed so loud— I'm proud to be alive

Most heads die by 25 or catch a quick 3 to 5

So be advised: the street's full of surprises

It's not what crew's the livest

One that survive it's who's the wisest

You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk

From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk

Mark you for death won't even talk that East or West crap

From Watts to LeFrak it ain't where you're from it's where's your gat

You ain't a killer you still learnin' how to walk

From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk

Mark you for death won't even talk that East or West crap

From Watts to LeFrak it ain't where you're from it's where's your gat