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It's alive The ill diabolical fiend this mad scientist Killer cartel rule the land with an iron fist Ruste Juxx I be spitting that Body ill rapper, hommie watch who you gettin' at Rap, the bold cat snap back I hit you with a bat 'til you cap snap back Fusion, knocking on them pearl gates I'm organizing late, tune moves and early waits For any high stepper tryin' to dance with the devil Grave digger, stand over your corpse with a shovel Dropping dirt on it, filling up and then unmount it Building something on the lance, and now I gotta dig a ‘em out Hood fella', I run for dinero Too many lives lost for tryin' to be a hero My patience is zero. I'm keepin' it a hundred Every time I have a fight in my life I never fronted I'm the illest man walking Night of the living dead, tomb stone pop pop Got a price on my head, grave yard shipping Gotta keep the monsters fed Things that go bump in the night fool you scared I'm the illest man walking Night of the living dead, tomb stone pop pop Got a price on my head, grave yard shipping Letras de cancionesGotta keep the monsters fed Things that go bump in the night fool you scared I spit a murder verse scary as I The 31st house keepers street We been enduring my dirty work Marijuana spark up, playing that drum like Travis Barker Fam' I will valet park ya Take your keys and get that cake before you leave Gun talk shooting the breeze, I put a popper to your chopper drop a hundred MC's Heart in below, wanna spit the summer degrees That mac wind made his hat spin This is there's a million mad men in my trash bin So when I bucket you fast I say calm your friend lying I call it muscle relaxer There's also violence in silence We all get sleep, me home, you six feet deep We all know a heavy hitter, who ever want it Everytime I step to the plate, I never bun it I'm the illest man walking Night of the living dead, tomb stone pop pop Got a price on my head, grave yard shipping Gotta keep the monsters fed Things that go bump in the night fool you scared I'm the illest man walking Night of the living dead, tomb stone pop pop Got a price on my head, grave yard shipping Gotta keep the monsters fed Things that go bump in the night fool you scared I'm a product of the projects, a menace to society My conscience states pride, always put my greed pitch violently Give me that, run that, kill me or I come back Take em where I wanna take homie, I'm a scumbag So disrespect, I know my parents taught me better than that Buck up and keep me from my felony rap Not talk about music that's just felony rhyme We stroll hard with the uzzi intercept the economy Touch down, get down clown catch the ground And I'm too broke to own a silencer homie this is loud Matter of fact ,definitly ,make your ears ring Crazy you can get shot and not feeling at first It's a weird thing pass out, wake up in the emergency room With people you never met before nursing your wounds Your little sister crying,doctors up and inserting the tube in your throat Oh well nothing personal dude, illest to realest I'm the illest man walking Night of the living dead, tomb stone pop pop Got a price on my head, grave yard shipping Gotta keep the monsters fed Things that go bump in the night fool you scared I'm the illest man walking Night of the living dead, tomb stone pop pop Got a price on my head, grave yard shipping Gotta keep the monsters fed Things that go bump in the night fool you scared From Letras Mania