Sarcophagus II

Point me a tone right, point me a tone right
 Point me a tone right, dead at ya dome fool
 Point me a tone right, dead at ya dome fool
 Point me a tone right, point me a tone right
 Point me a tone right, dead at ya dome fool
 Point me a tone right, point me a tone right
 Point me a tone right, dead at ya dome, fool
 Easy come, easy go (run that shit, mane...)
 Easy come, easy go
 Sui, Sui, $carecrow, Sui
 $carecrow, Sui, Sui, Grey
 Bout to fucking
 Run up on a fucking pussy, kill him like nobody love 'em
 Grabbin' the shovel, wrap him in bubbles
 Schizophrenic lunatic, cold-hearted motherfucker
 Run your mouth, bitch, run your mouth
 All these fuckin' rappers front, talking shit behind your back
 They shake your hand, then hit the blunt
 You see the difference with me?
 I grew up with the Gs in the West Bank streets
 Running drugs up on my bike when I was just thirteen
 Every day another fight, but I was scared to bleed
 You beat my ass? You better kill me, I'll return with the fleet
 Cut 'em gun 'em down and nothing beat the case in a week
 If nobody do no snitching, they ain't got shit on me
 Walking free while you dead covered up in a sheet, bitch
 Pull up wit' da motherfuckin' Tec, pull up wit' da motherfuckin' Mac
 Pull up wit' da motherfucking sack full of green
 What you mean you ain't gon' smoke this shit with me?
 I smack a rapper with the backhand, then tell him to get his own P
 What you know about me, hoe? Grey is what I be
 I got Ramirez in the cut, and he stay ready to cut, yeah, bitch
 I got Christ in the cut with the shotty pumpin' and ducking
 I got Navi, I got Blackout, I got SixFo, I got Stunna
 Now what the fuck you wanna do? I just gotta call up a number
 Think about a murder, reppin' triple six is unheard of
 Stalking through the fuckin' night, and killin' these bustas
 So, what's heard of?
 Slick is grippin' on the Mossberg, Oddy on the Tec-Nine
 Run ya mouth, I'll bust your spine and end your motherfuckin' life
 Got these bodies floating where the river turns grey
 Fuckin' with the fifty-nine the bullets from my new robbery gettin' sprayed
 Suckin', duckin', grippin' on my motherfucking tone
 Punch you in the fucking face, stab ya brain with your nose bone
 Point me a tone right
 Point me a tone right
 Point me a tone right, dead at ya dome fool
 Point me a tone right, dead at ya dome fool
 Easy come, easy go, easily I shoot you hoe
 Point me a tone right
 Point me a tone right
 Point me a tone right, dead at ya dome fool
 Point me a tone right
 Point me a tone right
 Easy come, easy go, easily I shoot you hoe
 Point me a tone right
 Point me a tone right
 Point me a tone right, dead at ya dome fool
 Point me a tone right, dead at ya dome fool
 Easy come, easy go, easily I shoot you hoe
 Point me a tone right
 Point me a tone right
 Point me a tone right, dead at ya dome fool
 Point me a tone right
 Point me a tone right
 Easy come, easy go, easily I shoot you hoe