Lick Dem Muthaph@!?as-Brand Nubian

You like to taste the lead well get your face fed
After I'm done you rather suck on pencils
Here comes the coroner with chalk for the stencils of your body
As I walk over the s**t and spit outta heart
Now brothers talk s**t and can't back it
That's why I had to fit em with a full metal jacket
Peel his cap once cos I know it's all it takes
Watch the muthaphucka bawlin his body catch the shakes
BLAST
Just before he die I'ma look him in his eye
Ask the nigga how he figure he was big enough to try
The muthaphuckin G-to the O-to the D
I told ya couple times that the Gods must be crazy
But ya didn't listen so now ya on a mission
To get an autopsy a raw C-O ya can't stops me
Now tell me is there anybody else
Before I put my AK back on the shelf
Cos I put in work like Job Corps
Niggas talk s**t and get jerked and robbed for
Their life by a knife or a gun
So when ya see me comin nigga run
See I had to lick em Punk muthaphucka
See I had to lick em Punk muthaphucka
See I had to lick em Punk muthaphucka
See I had to lick em Punk muthaphucka
Cos no matter who you are you're still catchin bullets god
*repeat*
Somebody's dead a whole crowd formed
The cops ain't even come yet Money's dead in the street
Somebody called his people and they come downstairs screamin
Six girls cryin wild cos Money had a child
A good d**k couldn't even stand the .44 lick
Dead quick the funeral is strictly closed-casket
And ol' Aunt Faith her baby fingerpaints
My Moms know the time so she wanna send me down to Alabama
I gotta cousin says she's got some friends
She says they strictly ****** I could get away from buckin
She tried to gas me up I tell her sex is everywhere
And sex is but a word it ain't s**t I ain't heard
Tell my Moms I ain't leavin my crew said to stay
My crew I'm believin so **** it anyway
I got my mob from the Rule that live by the cruel
And my crew from Courtland Ave
Always say they'll set it off
And if I choose who's somebody might die
And if they don't die they won't be able to walk
Pump slugs in his back he's talkin p*y talk
Cos no matter who you are you're still catchin bullets god
See I had to lick em Punk muthaphucka
See I had to lick em Punk muthaphucka
See I had to lick em Punk muthaphucka
See I had to lick em Punk muthaphucka
Cos no matter who you are you're still catchin bullets god
*repeat*
Well hey muthaphuckaz it's the dread with the 9
Lead to the head of you devils now it's bedtime
I said I'm not the nigga to be playin out
I'll leave your body layin out the sid talk s**t and you'll get licked
Get hit by a dread who's fed with the nonsense
Leave you red where my clip empty out his contents
Spill your guts when I fill ya up with the flame juice
Niggas' nuts I had to **** em up and use my name loose
Some silly goose we be down on the subway
He gets no love cos he's rubbin me the wrong way
Disrespectin infect the masses
So I elect to come direct and disect some asses
My nigga passes the gat rat-a-tat-tat
Now you shut your ****** trap cos you was who I's ****** at
I got you suckin at the chrome like a nipple
The only way your a*s is goin home is as a cripple
And then I peed on niggas came the absolute worst
Lost compassion for humans and then smack up they moms
Ran and got the arms from under the mattress
My little man Satan got somethin in his jacket
Let me get to work and I'll release the swarm
My man mean a lot these days
I got the hash cash plus my people raise me well
Bring it to em X and we'll take the weight
Run and get the Mac from the Park Ave
Location
Bronx location wit a extra bag of clips
Plus I want it tight and I don't play that much
So I'll have all the ** and set up all the stock
And everybody's ****** yo Money she wasn't great
You just got mad ya girl got videotape
So save the noise niggas cos I can't hear
Cos no matter who you are you're still catchin bullets god
See I had to lick em Punk muthaphucka
See I had to lick em Punk muthaphucka
See I had to lick em Punk muthaphucka
See I had to lick em Punk muthaphucka
Cos no matter who you are you're still catchin bullets god