My Style

(Chorus: Inspectah Deck)
 My style, sick as the plague
 Hold ya head, like I'm trimmin' ya fade
 Now witness the raid, Rebellion, spittin' them blades
 That'll tear ya "Face/Off" like Nicolas Cage
 In the brick maze, ain't slept in six days
 Trippin' off a spliff of haze, rollin' trip trays
 I need, one followed by zero, he's some kinda hero
 Analyze This, like DeNiro
 (Inspectah Deck)
 I'm not the man, I'm just one of the men
 You don't wanna cross me, I'm like a hundred & ten
 Truck Turner burning the steel, child style working the mill
 Like I still kill, serving them crill
 Can't stop til I'm splurging a mill', gorilla lurk in the field
 With my lean on, swerving my wills
 Full time with the grind, like nine on the limb
 Lone Ranger, so I don't conspire with them
 Got men that'll fire the sem', see me sliding with the diamond
 Like four or five of them, inside the Benz
 It's the, main event when searched and through
 Old timers recognize, with the young kids too
 Damn right, I'm still 1-6-Ooh
 Young G out to get his due, you can't fit his shoe
 In the hood like graph' on the wall, snatchin' it all
 Niggaz hate me, I'm just, having a ball
 Yeah y'all, still hang in the halls, or macking them broad
 Or at the fiend house, bagging a raw
 And I'm alright, sending y'all a kite
 Boss tight with the mic, y'all call it a night
 It's the, gener-al, keep backin' them off
 Backin' more, throw it down like Shaq in the fourth
 You a cartoon in back of The Source, I clap off
 And the, strongest quake couldn't match the force
 Disrespect me, the eagles'll squeeze, my peoples is G's
 Who put the work in and breeze in the D's
 Keep several TV's in the V's, now wise men speak in degrees
 Had you leaking with ease, fools
 (Chorus)