I've~returned, time~to~burn muthafuckas-to-a-crisp/
The shit~I~kick is ridiculous, I'm bustin-it-to-ya-lip/
You wanna 'step', you get thrown down a flight-of-em/
See how high-I've-come due to shit I might've-done/
Supply-the-slums with heat, don't even speak-to-a-G/
Put the heat-to-ya-spleen, you gettin beat-to-ya-knees/
I'm more correct than the score of a test, 100-percent/
Find a gun-to-yer-neck or ribs, got ya clutchin-yer-chest/
The time I did was 'hard' like my dick when pluggin-ya/
You're fuckin-up, now you're 'leakin' like a 'busted-nut'/
I still got my heart, never stopped reppin Forrest-Street/
I see you ignorin-me, like I'm gone with the mornin-breeze/
But I'm still comin~raw, bustin~jaws with serious-force/
Kill ya man now ya fearin-his-corpse, bitch we still-in-the-North/
Don't forget the first time you seen-your-bad-dream/
Right here on the Siccness.... this the heat-you-fags-need/
