Tell Me

[Intro: Desert Eagle] (Tell me... tell me...) What would you do? Hillside Scramblers Loose links, what would you? Uh, check it, yo, yo, yo [Desert Eagle] I'm down for the get down, down wanna spit rounds He started the beef, now, wanna split town With the mark of the beast, thinkin' you the shit now Four pound whippin' the flesh, better sit it down Get it clown? You done started something I put it down, and you just started hustlin' Gettin' thirty off of a bundle, you project nothing You'll get linked in a rumble, you project frontin' Catch beef in the J's, it's project dumping Test your heat when it blaze, better target something Even my dick iced out, I be hard at fucking Niggas need to stop biting and try to market something Niggas need to start writing, your bark ain't nothing Your tracks ain't hot, and your back don't function Got the rap game locked, the crack game dumping Got the crime scene hot, the club scene thumping, what? [Chorus: Letha Face] Tell me: what would you do? If you was in my shoes and the nigga had the drop Would you shoot first? Or get shot? Or lift the earth from under his feet and make his boots rock Tell me.. [Letha Face] I can't stand it, people try to judge me Especially the ones that said they love me, try to take me for granted I been stranded with a mental block, sippin' expensive shots is hot I could kiss the man who invented the Glock The thermometer pops burger, I stay on cock So whenever my dogs call me, I'll be there, the end of story Surrenders gory, close the book after the final chapter Gradual bullets that travel faster than yacht masters Hot ratchets that'll spin you, like a spinning top backwards Cut your cabbage and turn it into coleslaw I'm so raw, that my mom should of middle named me Diesel These lethal bars perfected, can't be injected by needles Breeding eagles out of Park Hill's hell hole Where souls get sucked up, and shots turn your bones to Jell-o Mellow tones with a stealth blow, under the bell's a four-four The impact will crack an elephant's skull [Chorus 2X] [INF-Black] I'm like the hallways you walk through, smokin' a blunt with a brew The staircase you piss on, gettin' head on the roof Ride down my elevator, you get punched in the tooth My alligators hang loose from the front to the phone booth I'm the concrete, the gates, the bars, gunnin' my goof I'm the drugs, the money, the booze, and every rules Fuckin' Betty who? Niggas is petty, can get it to Watch your mouth nigga, watch me, watch you Like a movie, thought it was cool, how you wanted to do me See me live with the snakes and get rid of them rats I'm the fire in the lake, I burn faster than a match But longer in a forest, at the speed of a mach Spittin' out, bangin' off ground, I'm tearin' it down There's never no fear in me, and they tellin' what's in me now I've done tasted the dust, washed my face with the mud Off with these clowns, my shoes is only made from my blood [Chorus]