You silly motherfuckers You got to be soldiers, alright? Soldiers Not clowns, goddamn it, you shut the fuck up Yeah, yeah I’m live in the booth right now, 2000 & Life Ain’t spending more than two bars for these pricks
I’ve never had a 9 to 5, I started crime in 95 When feds came, Ghetto split like Chinese eyes Ride or die type of guy Eye for eye, what’s mine is mine Pops gave me wise advice Don’t me, son, don’t pipe the white Listen carefully, I’ve showed you what my life is like Mummy shouldn’t tear for me They’re trying to send me Isle of White Warrant, you ain’t here to see But I promise you when the time is right Somebody’s gonna die like Wiley’s hype
It’s what it is Blame my [?] I’m from a place where having a flamer is a requirement Black or white, rich or broke These niggas wanna attack at night at slit your throat I’ll clap the nine till it hit your boat Is this a joke? I wish it was I’ll put a gun in your mouth and call you pistol gob So don’t piss me off Because I’ll let the pistol off And make you piss your pants They call you William, I guess that makes me [?] I took the title like gimme, gimme, gimme, thanks My team’s full of bad boys like P. Diddy’s camp Listen closely, Sidewinder was a one off Normally, I’d be in the club with the mini shanks Swarvo, you silly chap The only bread you’re breaking is hard dough Check your piggy bank You couldn’t even flip a half full without getting clamped As for Bashy, fuck it, I’ll let him wank I’m already champ
I’m so old school, my memory’s cramped Whoever told you that [?] ramps Lie, I’ll play in deadly pranks I ain’t shooting any blanks I ain’t losing any blood Where I’m from, niggas get wetted then burred damp Van Damage, you’re a proven mug Where you from? Niggas have said it, you ain’t in any rank And Flirta D, before you heard of me I was on the murder scene Sending niggas like you to wipe my burner clean Napper, you backstabber You’re from Hackney but you don’t rep that manor You’re all over like a back patter Wait, I know what you thought, it’s not that, Jammer I’m not one for the talk, I’ll cut that hammer You see this gun that I bought? We’ll drop that bladder Yo Footsie, you fat slapper You’re only there because they booked D, I’m gone Nigga try and catch up
You motherfuckers see that? I’m a motherfucking soldier, you know what I’m saying?