Now these are Shadow Boogie's sick disorderly views
Holdin you speakers hostage, it ought to be news
Wasn't ready for my disorder he was cold confused
Must ain't know we was running things
Should have bought him some shoes
I told him, "Step up the game", he went and got him some j**els
I guess he wasn't payin attention when I told him the rules
He could've saved himself the trouble if he'd got him some clues
The equation is simple n***a, you cross me you lose
See what we do? Leave him steamin like oysters at a clam bake
You're effort to take my place get faker than your handshake
My cynical sickness too shady too schemed too scam
Make you what moths do to flame from the time that I plant bait
No look in my direction for you and your man sake
You're two to my one is like handless n***as flippin pancakes
For your clan sake I hope you forget
We the hardest to see and therefore hardest to hit
Got a raw jealous spit
Keep a target to split
You react before thinkin and regardless you get
Bust wide-a** open split from your chest to your lip
Before them lyrics hit ya, I'll empty out a new clip
It's like ah...
Take breath of life with me
Shadowman Boogie, the G, the MC
Just ah...
I-C-O-N-Z, Beyond Real, and O-W-D
3-0-5 til I D-I-E, Old World
C-C-D-A-D-E, inhale this like you puffin on tree
And when I step up just give me room to breathe
Now these are Shadow Boogie's sick disorderly deeds
I carry a hunger for life and n***as callin it greed
Raised in Dade County, n***a, Disorderly Breed
They never should have let me out, but still I ought to be freed
He wasn't aware of my potency he caught him a freeze
And he ain't a trapped rat, he just caught up in cheese
He's strugglin for nothin, it's like he fought with a breeze
"There's so much more tonight", he'll talk, when he caution MC's
'cause G, I ain't a salesman I'm tryin to tell ya somethin
(For real) But in the process I'm hoping to sell you somethin
Dog, you lookin nervous like you goin to jail or something
That sh** ain't makin no noise dog, you need to yell or somethin
You'll light incense when I drop sh**
They like, "Man, I'm smellin somethin"
Cause up North I'm fat and out West I'm hella bumpin
Got a million-dollar mansion, project, and trailer jumpin
With sh** so humpin it got ya trunk bumpin
With me murderin your beats, that's what you'd expect
That ain't hard to except, take a deep a** breath and just
Ah...
Take breath of life with me
Shadowman Boogie, the G, the MC
Just ah...
I-C-O-N-Z, Beyond Real, and O-W-D
3-0-5 til I D-I-E, Old World
C-C-D-A-D-E, inhale this like you puffin on tree
And when I step up just give me room to breathe
A southern to the hilt, so clean but so gutted
My sh** open up to get you high, can't it buddy?
Infectious, all under ya skin, ain't it buddy?
It sound so god-damn crisp, but ain't it duded?
I do it for Miami and her ba*tard sons
For her concrete jungles and jura**ic slums
Breathe lyrics so harsh that they crack my gums
And I'ma continue to breathe til I collapse my lungs
Like ah...
Take breath of life with me
Shadowman Boogie, the G, the MC
Just ah...
I-C-O-N-Z, Beyond Real, and O-W-D
3-0-5 til I D-I-E, Old World
C-C-D-A-D-E, inhale this like you puffin on tree
And when I step up just give me room to breathe
Inhale, exhale [repeated]