80 BARS

80 bars 80 scars yo engineer turn me up yo I started off in the underground from mono to stereo now I'm surround sound blowing through your tubes leaving hole sin your speakers cracking through your tweeters my frequency is off the meter jam pack arenas from here to bangkok I'm ahead of my time like Jimmy Hendricks playing Woodstock me I'm playing hoodstock before I had the dredlocks I used to reminaicse should I do music or sell rocks grow my own crops leaving in the pj's that's when the angel Gabriel said“It's all a masquerade”eyes with no face sneakers with no lace I feel the earth spinning but I'm standing in the same place with no trace of what happened last night I seen two fiends fighting over a crack pipe now I'm watching TV my attenna was a clothes hanger blurry vision, Mr. Magee hunting David Banner flip the data the kids is wearing bandanas toting hammers aiming at your Madula Ablagotta Blah Blah a young thug with a slim figure Romantic type like the movie casablanca herd seller once got busted by an undercover buyer my supplier was a gypsy cab driver that's when I realized I need to find a new hustle living in the jungle the guitar become my muscle I strived through snake eyes that wanted me crucified I thought that I was drowning but I was getting baptized now behold I heard you sold twenty mill but with no street creditbility your overkill yo I ain't real talking about keep it gangster only if you knew the gnagsters sent me to shank you gank you, yank you, tie up your ankles and if that aint enough I'll call henchmen to lynch you now at the funeral I can see the priest bless you but in the afterlife I'm gonna still touch you knocking on hevans dorr your begging to get in thats when the sun of man greets you with the face of satan now you look frightened in the belly of the whale thats when the warden say I wanna welcome you to hell bones is 5 bucks, get off the phone times up I seen him cut from his head to his... wish you would wish you could, wishing got you here you're screaming so loud that a death man can hear back to the silince no more dropping science everybody rapping about diamonds and violence and a&r's all they do is charge credit cards, and when the bill comes they blame it on the rap stars now how you figure, I aint rent a car, I aint at the spa, I aint buy the bar now here's a jewel when you get your first record deal don't subject yourself to the mass appeal 1st class, cavier in the ville and the new s class with the jordan wheels remember the music industry is like the streets you know cod eof the streets everybody trying to eat the evidence is concrete I'm tired of the same song you take me out you must be high off of herion sharper that I ever been this one gonna get a 10 cuz I'm gonna murder ya'll with your own medicine I'm move with faith I never have doubt I'm so hungry you would think I'm just coming out but I've been here before from blunted to the score to the carnival a clef big world tour encores & whores waiting in the back door they want me to rock they boat and shift them on shore thats when my father said take heed to this lesson they wanna cut your hair like Delila did Samson I felt that so I went back to my format raps and backpacks gats for carjacks hats for pussycats cuz aids I dont want that and for the Dj's here's something ya'll can scratch technique 12's the needle hits the wax hypnotize the crowd the dancefloors jampacked now sing along like a negro spiritual no one got shot tonight its a miricle but whats this I hear you wanna take my spot you got a better chance putting a gorilla in a headlock I'm too focused I could see through your lense you aint a g just a wannabe king pin so the next time ya'll wanna pay for protection I suggest that you hit up the Haitian Sicilians 80 bars 80 scars 80 bars 80 scars 80 bars 80 scars 80 bars 80 scars