Buck 50's & Bullet Wounds

I got a bird's eye view, like bird and swine flu
 I'm sick with it, no cure for shit that I do
 Heavy handed when I jotted down a lyric
 You ain't half what Havoc is, or anything near it
 I'm a ticking timebomb, that sit in your mind palm
 The blicky, your mind palm, no planet, we improv
 You niggas pussy wearing feelings on your sleeve though
 Go kill yourself, your shorty out here giving deep throat
 The winner team is over here, check the point spread
 Our ball first, give a fuck what the coin said
 They try to zoo us, keep it from the shakers, movers
 Cause we animals, the valuables, there be a lotta to us
 Quick, out with the old, my nigga I be on some newer shit
 Whoever got the coolest wrist, add 'em to the list
 You be donating for the cause
 Why you asking why nigga, do it just because
 Never let a good jux go to waste, they see it's about face
 The memories of the sound the fore pound make
 For years through the music, I took 'em a foul place
 Life through my lens and how it would be without cake
 Buck 50 and bullet wounds
 Nothing left to live for so we couldn't lose
 Bubblin' with aga, had it poppin' off
 Gunpowder residue on the cotton cloth
 Lay laws on us yeah but we still wild
 And never seasonal my nigga, this was year round
 The blood runnin' through our veins
 Got us locked up in this cell
 Shacked up with the ball and chain
 The more herb I blew, the higher the IQ
 Just trying to live, please forgive the evil I do
 From W, the double crossing my crew
 Dos Equis, my x2, get it, that's times two
 I be spittin' raw dawg, the sticky in my paws
 Southpaw, kill ya spirit, I get it from my paw
 We outlaws, we live it, no liquor in my bars
 Drive 'em crazy in the streets, no different in my cong
 It's nada, I brought you change, no Obama
 Like four quarters, some rappers change for a dollar
 It's all aura, I do my thing you ain't gotta
 Stop lying like Mufasa, I'm no Hakuna Matata
 Boy, bullet holes in the lobby door
 If you thinking that i'm a problem, I'm probably yours
 Back with the brown, I got 'em leaning like Bobby jaw
 Might catch a body and drop it off in somebody's drawer
 Yeah Wu-Tang!
 Mobb Deep!
 20 years plus in the game!
 Yeah Alchemist I love you kid!