The Diary

What, fade me how? Shit, on this rap shit Come on, nigga I brought my chopper an' my hard hat The shit's f**ked up now show a nigga where the war at 'Cause I'm about to clean house Stick this AK up your a*s an' blow that f**ker clean out 'Cause you niggas in the wrong You came up short an' now we finna get it goin' on I ain't your average motherf**ker You step out of line an' watch a motherf**ker bust ya 'Cause you done came at me the wrong way I ain't no Clint Eastwood, nigga An' you done picked the wrong day So bring your a*s to the battleground Rat a tat tat, like that is how my gat'll sound Avoid no niggas 'cause niggas be human I squeeze the trigger an' niggas be movin' 'Cause I don't point it in the air An' pull the trigger, why? I'd rather point it at yo' a*s an' watch the nigga die I gives a f**k about your team mates When it's all said an' done You're gonna wish you never seen 'Face You shoulda seen that lil' nigga, Brad James through here, seen Dave an' yo, that nigga bad An' your homies better stand still Don't make my brother Warren bust one of you bitches 'Cause the man will Don't bring your a*s to my picnic 'Cause I done had it up to here With all you niggas talkin' that bitch shit So you better get your shit right I'm from the state where you rarely see A motherf**kin' fist fight It's all about the gun blast So you can miss me with that bullshit You spittin' with your punk a*s It's 'The Diary' of a born killer Don't have to worry about me fallin' off this thang 'Cause I'm a strong nigga Doubt my regard of the hard With niggas behind me from East Oakland to the South Park I've got the mind of the man right behind you You can run, you can hide but I'll still find you Like I say, there's no getaway An' I'm gon' have it where Your family'll have to throw your shit away It's the return of the real niggas I'm prejudiced to a certain extent but still I kill niggas I'll bust that a*s on the f**kin' double So push on with that ho' shit, bitch 'Cause you don't want trouble So get your a*s up of my shoestrings An' let your shermed nigga do things Ay, ay, ay, where you finna go, fool? I can't f**k with it, you got it, man Come on, man, you wanna rap, nigga? I can't do it, come on You see, you see That's how motherf**kers is, dog That's how motherf**kers be, punk a*s hoes