Hard to Kill

Yeah, play times over mutha phuckaz Spice 1's defiantly in mutha phuckin' effect You know what I'm saying? Bringing it to all you bitch a*s niggaz So raise up and recognize And understand that this brother is hard to kill I'm running this niggaz off their block Taking their shit kicking it to the bitches People can't lift off your spot I'm leaving your shit all up in stitches Nigga, bullets go through the door I'll shoot you and that ho Got a cap for each nigga f**king with my cash flow Pid cap, be love cap pid Because in the neighborhood 'cause still kill at will Gotta keep on my pistol on tight, slanging sugar delite That Shina white got these niggaz killing each other tonight Sometimes a turf is like a war zone, or even Vietnam Not at the movies but you still see the died come And a nigga catch a slug, caps' be pulled for fun foo You got to watch your shit before we pull a ak on your own blood See niggaz will stick you for your cash That's when they enter the t-shirt contest to super soak their a*s So Method Man show these niggaz the deal Let these mutha phuckaz know that your hard to kill Who dat nigga? You on with me with the super fly Methtical nigga Who want to die? For year nigga Wow, even try to test sides Challenger your the bird with my 45 cabolar Can it be that this is the S.P.I.C.E. 1 And the method mutha phucka with the guns blazing? You trail, my god, its amazing Where your punk at? Nightmares like Wes Craven The bigger the critter, the harder to pull the trigga I'll send your a*s back to the dark side nigga Your a snake, I've seen you sliver, so I deliver with death We'll throw your punk a*s in the river On the battle ship I'm the captain Beat that a*s bloody as I send it to the camp Tical S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah Blah, these mutha phuckaz nutz if you want to murder me Harder to kill than your average mutha phuckin' G Rollz with the Uzi with that shit that will make your body drop 'Cause if your shot, tic toc and you don't stop Nigga, down for my strap niggaz on their back No rat-tat-tat so it's on the map Died come again, coming straight out of my jaws Got these niggaz screaming out paws Pistol grip and breaking out their jaws Yeah, so you don't want to f**k with me Many niggaz out there to go nuts with me And even on your block smoke them like a f**ked up bell Can't be caught by no Po-Po's, can't be put in no slammer I don't be f**king with no snitches, ain't no body going to tell Leave your d**k in the dirt, and yo momma as well New York to Cali niggaz are hard to kill, shit is too real Your a ignorant mutha f**ka if your not riding with your steal S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah S.P.I.C.E. coming from the bay area, bay area, puffing carea S.P.I.C.E. coming from the bay area, bay area, puffing carea 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7 Capping your a*s for the 94, what you know? Grab your glock Blah, me burst out first 'Mon We are in 7000 G