Dirt All By My Lonely

Hey, can't nobody hold me So niggaz wan' take it there, huh? See y'all don't know what the f**k goin' on I know what time it is yo It's time to erase a face in force in fact an inferno Rise in my eyes these twin 9's'll make 'em learn though You poppin', plottin', plannin' half steppin' threatenin ' The streets clap loud like, like thunder clouds with the weapon I'm steppin', to clarify, lookin' with the hawk In the arrow eye, turn the biggest part of your a*s Into the narrow side, I'm that case you place, nigga Tie yo' bitch, to the shitter nigga, throw yo' stinkin' a*s By the liver nigga, need beef, I rag fags Scream peace, get dragged dad Gettin' busy like Rashid Street, in Baghdad Havin' your kids askin', "Why did they have to drag dad, past?" 'Cause you'll be the last a*s to blast fast way, above the rim Word to Birdie, I'm from Jersey, leavin' niggaz actin' nerdy Back sturdy, my dirt, by my lonely, f**k with dis Doin' hits with more clutch, than the stick, so come on I do my dirt all by my lonely, hey, find the phony Past the ma*s, one deep, yeah the only Do or die, with slug for the Ruger Rollin' patrollin' in a stolen black Cougar I do my dirt all by my lonely, hey, hey "Can't nobody hold me, I do my dirt all by lonely" Do or die, with slug for the Ruger Rollin' patrollin' in a stolen black Cougar See, I'm a one man dynasty, motherf**ker Every artist on your label don't equal half of me Rippin' lyrics like they supposed to be, most'll be Plottin' dreamin' and scheamin' to get close to me 'Cause I spit shit, rip shit, quick and I'm sick wit Lyrics to mash that a*s, is what I'm equipped wit So fine-tune that bullshit, bring your best competitor I'll be on that a*s as if I was a f**kin' predator Niggaz wanna battle at a show, yeah I'll set it up I go toe to toe, blow for blow and leave it wetted up My time to hypnotize you, okay? Never disrespectin' the laws of nature, obey yo' thirst Vin Rock'll serve as the quenchin' Here's the last thing, I'd like to mention That when it's time to set it off, trust me son I ain't the motherf**kin', click, I'm the motherf**kin', one (I do my dirt all by my lonely) I roll with hundreds, sometime thousands, maybe a little more But don't need nar' a motherf**ker when it's time for the war Some of these niggaz on the streets be actin' so sweet Talkin' 'bout stalkin' black like, it ain't gon' get back to me, what? What about them MC's after me Come see the first rappers laid flat on banned from TV Part 3 in 3-D, shot right in Jersey On the corner with the goners lookin' straight up at me So f**k prolongin', I'm way past the strong armin' Played himself tonight, so he'll be gone by the morning Sneak up, creep up, you out of pocket, the rule's no second chance Lift a bitch out his shoes, watch the news I do my dirt all by my lonely, hey, find the phony Past the ma*s, one deep, yeah the only Do or die, with slug for the Ruger Rollin' patrollin' in a stolen black Cougar I do my dirt all by my lonely, hey "Can't nobody hold me, I do my dirt all by lonely" Do or die, with slug for the Ruger Rollin' patrollin' in a stolen black Cougar I do my dirt all by my lonely, hey, find the phony Past the ma*s, one deep, yeah the only Do or die, with slug for the Ruger Rollin' patrollin' in a stolen black Cougar I do my dirt all by my lonely, hey "Can't nobody hold me, I do my dirt all by lonely" Do or die, with slug for the Ruger Rollin' patrollin' in a stolen black Cougar