-Hennessy Jones- ( My Pit )
I got a dog named Hennessy Jones whos eating suckas, breaking they bones/
dont get caught alone...hit nine one one on ya cell phone watch ya tone/
round this pit-bull gotta stubborn bite..installing fright day or night/
so you quite talking so polite, with your eyes full of nothing but spite/
the man with the mic is white...shit but his future is still bright/
just listen and get enlightened or i'll sick my brindle puffing nothing but indo/
metaphors and inuendos...i'm biggie give me the loot when I swendel deaths just consequential/
lyrics are detrimental...got henny sinking his dental while i repossess the mic like a rental/
cant let my dog fight cause he'd rip ya head off...see me in a low low loading a sawed-off/
whats a cough? when you smoking attracting suckas like a flame to a moth..living in a villa or loft/
spitting in the booth with my pedigree...looking to go for ya throat..then its murder she wrote/
short glossy coat...if i shot ya 88 times would you still float...too many sicc bars to quote/
my dogs taken his shots..but now hes giving them back, giving it to ya chest like a ashma attack/
cant sleep just call my verse crack...day of a battle ya sleepin in a flac..and i'm counting my stacks/
as a matter a fact my mouth act like a mack ten busting off heat in them tracks..make you wanna burn a fifty pack/
download my files my talent stretchs for miles...cold shrug...mean mugs...emptyness in a smile/
this white boy can rap drop the denial...no chance you can win like al quida are the jurors in ya trial/
see me in the chips isle cause i'm stacking...Henny strike so fast that thiers no time for reacting/
dont try and adjust ya tracking..controling the horizontal and the vertical cut shit up cause i'm surgical/
zeus grand champion bloodline...pulling ten times his weight...eating up fucking ingrates..at a astonishing rate/
where you at? TAC TOWN in washington state...praying everynight i'm blessed with the pearly gates in my fate..but I gotta wait foolish mindstate/
I got a dog named Hennessy Jones whos eating suckas, breaking they bones/
dont get caught alone...hit nine one one on ya cell phone watch ya tone/
round this pit-bull gotta stubborn bite..installing fright day or night/
so you quite talking so polite, with your eyes full of nothing but spite/
the man with the mic is white...shit but his future is still bright/
just listen and get enlightened or i'll sick my brindle puffing nothing but indo/
metaphors and inuendos...i'm biggie give me the loot when I swendel deaths just consequential/
lyrics are detrimental...got henny sinking his dental while i repossess the mic like a rental/
cant let my dog fight cause he'd rip ya head off...see me in a low low loading a sawed-off/
whats a cough? when you smoking attracting suckas like a flame to a moth..living in a villa or loft/
spitting in the booth with my pedigree...looking to go for ya throat..then its murder she wrote/
short glossy coat...if i shot ya 88 times would you still float...too many sicc bars to quote/
my dogs taken his shots..but now hes giving them back, giving it to ya chest like a ashma attack/
cant sleep just call my verse crack...day of a battle ya sleepin in a flac..and i'm counting my stacks/
as a matter a fact my mouth act like a mack ten busting off heat in them tracks..make you wanna burn a fifty pack/
download my files my talent stretchs for miles...cold shrug...mean mugs...emptyness in a smile/
this white boy can rap drop the denial...no chance you can win like al quida are the jurors in ya trial/
see me in the chips isle cause i'm stacking...Henny strike so fast that thiers no time for reacting/
dont try and adjust ya tracking..controling the horizontal and the vertical cut shit up cause i'm surgical/
zeus grand champion bloodline...pulling ten times his weight...eating up fucking ingrates..at a astonishing rate/
where you at? TAC TOWN in washington state...praying everynight i'm blessed with the pearly gates in my fate..but I gotta wait foolish mindstate/
