Ill Bill - Street Veteran Part 2 lyrics

[sample from Dusk Till Dawn] Rule number 1 - no noise no questions. If you make a noise, Mr. 44 makes a noise If you ask a question, Mr. 44 answers it. Rule number 2 - you do what we say when we say it If you don't, see rule number 1. Rule number 3 - don't you ever try and f**ing run on us Cause I got 6 little friends and they can all run faster then you can [Mr. Hyde] Hey yo I let the automatic spit to show you I ain't havin it I use the icepick kid to stab is always adequate You never should've stoked the blade the tore your throat They left you leakin liquid like a b**h who's water broke Put a pillow on your face kid and drown out your screams Count the widows I made kid it's around in the teens I got an ounce of the haze a 4 pounder to blaze Anxious to k** you like a convict countin his days Against the 4/5th your vest got no clout Put a hole in you 'so big intestines fall out Public enemy 1 I'm always ready to dump And if you askin for a bullet I got plenty to dump I hold a sixteen shooter and it bust like a tank I chill with psychos that can turn a toothbrush to a shank The grimy type with a rope that still collided with smoke Who's idea of a fair one is a knife in your throat See we can k** you with raps or we could k** you with gats I got an '89 Taurus painted silver and black Started to fill you with caps just like your dentist do teeth It's as simple as teeth we'll leave you dead in the street [Necro] Street veterans you better watch your f**in step We'll beat you to d**h Hyde and Ill Bill wreck Street veterans gangsters criminals Drug dealers that'll stab you up in different intervals Street veterans OG's that done did it Don't ever try to bring it you b**h you must be kiddin Street veterans Ill Bill and Hyde rip it Over a carca** you start it it's real sh** legitimate [Ill Bill] I know the world's over but I'm a get mines while I'm here Still ready with the microchip up in my ear I seen enough people eatin gettin paper over my ideas And I'm a murder everybody each time I hear I came to collect blood sweat pain and respect Diamonds connectin my name on the chain on my neck They're probably starin I built a foundation beneath it Got 100,000 gooned out creeps that speak it Cause hysteria like pissed cripes with trick dice Get your ear ripped off like an East New York pit fight I spits like poverty my sh**'s dirty and grimy like robbery I make you buy guns I help the economy It's d** where I come from thugs where I come from We stab at your ribs and kidnap where I'm from son We foul like that we reppin a war Heated by most loved by few respected by all [Necro] Street veterans you better watch your f**in step We'll beat you to d**h Hyde and Ill Bill wreck Street veterans gangsters criminals Drug dealers that'll stab you up in different intervals Street veterans OG's that done did it Don't ever try to bring it you b**h you must be kiddin Street veterans Ill Bill and Hyde rip it Over a carca** you start it it's real sh** legitimate