Bootleg - d**h Before Dishonesty lyrics

Sometimes I feel like I've been infiltrated Mama told me I'm too related By n***as I'm often hated The reefer keeps me sedated I've waded through life's shadows Fighting personal battles k**in' snitches who tattle I slaughter b**hes like cattle Placin' 'em on a hit list Never leaving a witness Only the real n***as will understand when I spit this Watch me handle my bidniss In a Gambino fashion I kiss a fool when I k** 'em Homicide with a pa**ion Now he's missing in action His body buried in Vegas Made n***as done paid us We k** for Mafia wages Read my murderous pages Travel through different stages Discovering my descendants been homicidal for ages Proving d**h is contagious The reaper won't let 'em stop it Since it's comin' regardless, I might as well buck fo' profit Split with my glock and drop it Leaving his body bloated Left an ounce on the scene, now they figure dope was the motive Purchase plastic explosives Hook it to yo' ignition (?)Bury(?) on recognition Are found in the foetal position k**in' my competition Stimulates my ambition My mission's to look at fission' While cooking key's in my kitchen (Chorus x4) (d**h Before Dishonesty) The penalty for crossin' me Is inside of me Using weapons on yo anatomy I refuse to loose the game, I play it like chess Mind full of strategies, street soldiers get put to rest Crossing enemy lines, to find specific pushes I'm a paid ghetto mercenary walkin' through ambushes Confusing opponents Escaping traps like Whoodini Show 'em that a G can lead an army like Musalini Foreign minister signing an order that I should be captured Then they found the fool a**a**inated just moments after See my objective, is to conquer the whole regime And take the art of terrorism to the fullest extreme Spies from other nations Sharing their information Using Pit Bulls to implement interrogation Government regulations k**in's my occupation Federal judges murdered wit' blood from AIDS patients Biological weapons Play at your own risk A mind full of terror Your nuttiest scientist Do you wanna ride with me? Come and ride to the other side Keepin' yo' grip up in the air as I guide you Buckin' on motherf**ers Me and my pistol; best friends wippin' on you s**ers (CHORUS x4) Live and die for money, I hustle 'till the sirens come Slangin' ounces out of my weight houses Drinkin' 2 for 1's Plenty guns Hoes makin' runs to get cooking utensils My credentials a glock automatic stamped with my initials Nickel plated pistols for workers slangin' yay-yo for me Brought 'em all down from a different town Don't none of my workers know me If you owe me and livin' cozy, be prepared to enter Your daughters school and find her missin' from the day-care center How can you murder a k**a'? I refuse to die n***as be plotting and scheming On my drug supply Witness a murder recital Flippin' murderous pages Rippin' out organs that's vital With k**a' 12 gauges How can you murder a demon, whose heart never skips a beat? You better wake up, you dreamin', come see me where the gangsters meet Nothing can save you from loosing all that you've come to cherish So be prepared to go, yo, it's time to perish Chemicals alter my brain When I drain it's strange Some say the game can make you change when you havin' thangs I'm a G You a G So fo' you and me Before they take us off this Earth It's d**h Before Dishonesty (CHORUS x4)