Bushido Brown

[Intro] Eat a dick old man! Yeah fool....fuck you bitch ass old man! Punk ass, pussy ass... Eat a sack of baby dicks muthafucka! [Gift Money] Gift Money! [Raw Dawn] Yeah! Featuring Raw Dawn, Prototype, Gift Money, Burghtown Yeah, this how we doing it Bout to let the beast out on you bitches Let me let ya'll know something Yeah, come on, bring it to em Prototype Featuring Raw Dawn, you know how we do this Yeah, let's go in [Verse 1: Prototype] Who's a cop killer? You a cop killer? Fuck killing cops, my girl's the cock thriller Man in the mirror, hyphy, give stamina Told the bitch rule number 1, pop pill up Get her wet, kill on site, snipe Anguilla Took her to the hole, Chauncey Billups It's building up Here I come yo, Olly Olly Ox Kung-fu grip, mama must know sign language Play a nigga like a fiddle, ho you ain't shit On the real, she tried to kill my mans Niggas kick in the door hinge Set up, now I'm out for revenge Got the money out the sofa, bitch get up off me Colonel H. Stinkmeaner keep hateocracy B.O.B.C. be the credo, keep keep on Not tryna go out like Bushido...Brown Decyple got the text, be easy Hoochie with the head game teepee P fucked up like WAMO, Aaron McGruder on the tv Peep, the choo-choo was coocoo Got that E-85 minus 16 Gassed up with her ass up Was her plan to blind me with lust? What's really fucked up Stepped on and crushed my cds tryna run through the cut [Hook] Now you can ride if you wanna ride, die if you wanna die You know the bad guys prosper, live long By the end of the movie he gone sing that song...blow! So for now, let the horns go off You can ride if you wanna ride, die if you wanna die Young man, ya mind's in a maze You got war, how you want it, with the pen or the blade? Resurrect, come back as a slave Check it [Verse 2: Raw Dawn] Burghtown Raw Dawn steps in with the headline story Young cat got his head wrapped for not having enough nuts to gain this glory And it's the same old news, but I spit this truth like tobacco chews I'm the last of the official money getters Wig splitter nigga, hit you with the liquor Done dirty to the dozen, and my rap attack keeps me street buzzin'...yeah I'm groomed from the old-school, never snooze to lose I'm a short brim collar up cool You know my shit shine With that 40 cal, cause only of my design Tell me boy, what you go hard for Is it for bread and steaks fam or you just out of place? You see this game is fair play, till these maggots eating your remains away The heat in the night beats in intense rhythm Where the devil meets the weak and befriends him Leave that to the solider who laughs with him I laugh so hard sound like I'm gaspin', for air My cold stare tell who all there Taking your soul to that lower layer Where the pain is hard to compare [Bridge] Oh yeah, look at you! You was popping all that good shit a second ago Then you got kicked in yo chest You eat a dick nigga, you eat a dick! Ah yes, the legendary Bushido Brown The greatest black karate man that ever lived That's "Grandmaster Bushido Brown" Of course it is [Hook] [Outro]