[Intro: Husalah]
(When I told 'em I was crazy, crazy)
This is actually criminal music man
Ya know what I'm sayin
I live my life outside of comfortable
I might as well wear house slippers out here n***a
Amongst these rivals and sh**
It's real sh** man
[Verse 1: Husalah]
Yo
Dippin', mind on my riches
36 shots in my clip and this sh** rip
Listen, you can hear d**h reppin'
Riddin' in his 72 caprice with his weapon
Yeah and his name is Husalah
Manifesting the real, bringing d**h to s**as
It's cla**ic, the words of a psycho
Hand on my rifle, tucked by the lightpole
Itching to take blood
Waiting to take life from haters with slanderous tongues
I like fights, but it's fun to handle a gun
n***as been rich, been on the run, been on one
My satanic cannon is tragic
Everytime I grab it, brraaap and it's tragic
Yeah, I'm smiling, riding in my drop
Over a hundred thow wow, shuttin down parking lots, n***a
[Hook: Husalah]
They didn't believe me
When I told them I was crazy, crazy
Ridin' in my hundred thousand dollar car
Mind on my murder
All I think about is murder lately, lately
[Verse 2: Husalah]
You wanna get fly like a gangsta
Push pies like a gangsta
But you scared to die like a gangsta
And when it's really going down
You n***as ain't around
Mac 9 11, down to ring go 60 rounds
Know I can spit like rapid round or slow it down
Pop em off with that slow flow, that old show
I pull up on fo's up in the owes, broke
b**hes on my dick but all I give a sh** about is coke
I'm in the mothaf**ing kitchen whippin'
Doin' things with this h**n that's not to mention
Cross country shippin', money is flippin'
Loadin' up these clips for these n***as that's snitching
b**h, my sh** rip like a jimmy that don't fit
I told ya'll n***as that's it's Husalah
Ridin' in my sh** tryna' murder mothaf**as
Ridin' round town tryna' murder mothaf**as
[Hook: Husalah]
Murder isn't easy
But when you do it once, you can do it a million times
Take a million lives
Sellin' dope is easy
But when you get caught, ask yourself can you do your time
Or snitch and die, this is why
[Verse 3: Husalah]
I, don't sleep
Keep a long thing that's at least 3 feet
People die everyday cause they instincts weak
When you do fail to think then you're playing for defeat
This is real life
And the things that people do is real trife
More often than not, the results this is your life
I'm on my way to the federal correctional
Climb in my SL 5 every late night
Thinkin' how my life is miraculous
Ex-kingpin getting rich from this rap sh**
In 94 I sold my soul for that crack sh**
In 99 I found out that was black sh**
Graduated to bricks, wrote a plan, and attacked it
Got rich, but the end was a cla**ic
Young dope dealer duckin feds in the traffic
Young dope dealer duckin feds in the traffic
Got convicted so now I can rap it
Most of these rappers never did it so they actin
They was never even seen on the set
All of they time was g**ning on the internet
But the SL 500 is real
The two point 7-6's will take of yo grill
By the time this comes out I'm a be locked up
But the mob still got sh** locked up
You gonna get tired of hiding, try to come outside
That's the night your b**h a** gonna get popped up
[Hook/Outro: Husalah]
Ya know what I'm sayin'
They can't f** with this cake sh**
Now you believe me cause you realize that you're scared to die
From a homicide, homicide
I'm ridin' in a hundred-thousand dollar car
Going crazy
All I think about is murder lately, lately
Yeah, yeah
Once a-motherf**in-gain