Lyrics:
lame ass rappers and you punk ass hoes
To those that be talking slick and talking down on my flows
When it comes to this game don"t you know that I"m
a better tomorrow
Coach, put me in the game
I'm for real, other peoples tryna to put me in them chains
Whatever the topic, let's put it in the frame
We can
through the game, then rep for the borough
And there ain't no name that can make me shudder
Woke by a clock, and I wouldn't be alarmed
Nah
Sheero, how
crept and I came up
Remember that killer the nigga named Leatherface
Now if you ah thug nigga pick up ya pump and buck it
Put ah bitch up in the gutter
Boris
I sold more boxes than the post-office
Twenty-one in jail, it turned me so solid
Why you think my vision sick, I changed the game in my brain
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
Don't judge if you know nothing bout it
We try and try to live it right
But we get blinded by the light, oh, oh
I know about it
Don't judge if you
seen it all cuz
I'm surrounded by drugs and dealers
I'm surrounded by victims and killers
I'm talking real gang, gang, gang, gang
We hang with the crooks
save the day,
But when im at your throat its like satan came
HOOK
Old dog, got em by the neck
Ghost face killer still keeping em in check
Old dog,
[Big Krizz Kaliko]
Regime Mobstaz
Regime Niggaz
Regime Killers
Regime Life
(2x)
[Tech N9ne]
Yo, yo!
I'm a Regime original
My flow's aqua
She give me
from that motherfuckin Calliope
Projects supported worldwide by drug dealers
Transformin wimpy ass niggas into killers
Taking over, worldwide, doin shows
I no some niggaz want me dead
But I'm a killer by myself
Want play no games
I up this fire
This a bitch a burn you
While she twerking
Stack it up
I'm still in the game
Take all these pain killers but I still feel the pain
Take all these pain killers but I still feel the pain
Seen the clouds clear
around some killers, I done been around some fiends I got family in the pen, I got family in the trees
Number one rule in this game is to get the loot Me
Who robbed him of his innocence
I hope he see's my cousin and receives forgiveness
It's not a game
The fam bonded over Nintendo
Killer instinct Donkey
cye bwoi
Chat to dem
Ju dont know
What happen to you (I don't know)
2 questions (whatchu got?)
If marriage ain't a game, then why is called
cheating?
keep them killers by my side nigga like bike pegs
First off Rest In Peace to Dizzle nigga you know you lit
Ima sit back and game plan and then I'm
place, let the priest and pastor by
Bandana covers my eye, I'm scopin through the room
I see killers and thieves, mob bosses and goons
And yet I feel
'less I put my hand on it like the killer did my money
Keep fallin' up (keep fallin' up)
Keep fallin' up (fallin' up)
Now that I got my shit
sick like a plague, uh
Hold up, lil' woadie
That ain't what he told me
Uptown killers by the river is nothing holy
Except for your white tee
Red dots
me so
Yeah
It was death by stereo
When they dealt the final blow
Nowhere to go
I turned into a killer
I'm insane
I'll cry you a river
Down
wrong?
'Fore I paint the picture (better read the scripture)
Here come the Grim Reaper, he in a pair of black Dickies
Life is such a dirty game as you
(Bongo By The Way)
Uh, got killers in LA that take your life in a New York minute
Uh, flying across the Atlantic with a bitch from across
your shit is where it's at, my nigga (my nigga)
Came in this game, you stuck your fangs in this game
You wore no chain in this game, your hood, your
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