The Corn

(feat. Killa Cam, Murder Mase, Bloodshed) [Bloodshed] Yeah, yeah Bloodshed My nigga Mase Murder, the deal Big L, Killa Cam Let 'em know where you been Killa [Cam'Ron] I went to Texas people, caught wreck with people Who had injection infected needles, some terrorist people Baby burst the desert eagles, killa slices Cold as the icisis, one of the trifest Hypest to shiestest y'all run like mices in a crisis Y'all never hear nobody did me in I be in Lebanon with Libyans, now it's just Caribbean I blow fucking tally on, cause I got money pals on tours Selling big thousand on crack, smack and Tylenol All I got's the crack option, 031's what I wrap boxing In '89 when I was slap boxing, now I box on padlocking And gat cocking and gat poppin', doing drive bys out the black drops I ain't little but vicious, guns no misses You feel me, kisses or wishes, before I break you up like dishes Fuck your bosses, my forces, it tosses To kill all your sources you niiggaz best be cautious No losses my fortress, is Jaguars and Porsches Ride the OTB to check my money on the horses My horrors is flawless, my block one of the broadest Off the main attraction on the mighty ass chorus That I tosses, it scorches, with out no remorses Leave their bloody body to be counted in Mount Morris Harlem leave you scoreless, I shoot your bitch and leave you broad less So if you want we can start the static like a cordless [Mase] I'm only getting what I'm bless with All that good and Guess shit, connected With kis, caught the country out respected Leave stake, while in each state, in my peep's waist D's while they ducking these, trying to keep Mase Good fiend a police take, only seen my D's face I'm running from some beings with a million in my briefcase Navigate, passed the state, with half a cake Let's placalate, my continents in any placid lake Blast holes for Gs, and G's is what my chest holds So much ice on my neck, I might catch a chest cold Vexed are varyin', I'm known to scare vary' man When I bring beef niggas like be vegetarians Take them opium, when the Glock hits the pen He better watch out his peephole, my people come to see him Fuck the drama, all my niggas bring that on the reg And infra-red beam is on your head, by time you see it y'all be dead [Bloodshed] I run with +Wildcats+ like +Villanova+ Y'all smoke crack and kill Jehovah Before you bump into this villain sober Causing the controversy that niggas be illing over To have the children who be killin, in your building killin My skills is trife as hitting scriptures from Hitler And if I'm out to get ya give ya mom a picture Cause she'll miss ya, I roll with sniffers that annihilate So if you try to violate, I have 'em under pressure like a trail date Even if you tried you couldn't get with it That last nigga that tried was crucified with his shit splitted I pull the plug so all the chest get going Cause my tech be blowing So hard it leaves vest and large intestines showing God I peeped you, go ahead and try to set it But don't act speedy, or get beat, cause I can't stand it like a diabetic Peace to hustlas, with integaras and cellular And 1-80 scars across their jaws and their jugulars