Casualties - 4q lyrics

I been away from hell too long, I think it's time I went home

Ain't got no niggas or no weapons, steppin out on my own

Now I missed curfew and shit, the devil's gonna be pissed

But there was much tempation up here that I couldn't resist

I saw MC's who rhymed about guns, they had none, so I bucked em

Girls who gave they ass to anybody, so I fucked em

Stick-up kids vickin mulies and blacks, so I stuck them

And white girls on that feel-attraction shit, had to duck them

Caught crossed by tellin truth, cause shit is real where I come from

You're playin a hum-drum, catch a chest full of dum-dums

Practice makes perf', that's why before my firey rebirth

When I was house-burnt, I yearned to be the illest kid on earth

Some dumb young whipper-snappers thought they could whip a rapper

In skill as ill as I, so I was forced to rip them bastards

Found out with certain chemicals folks forget how to act

So there and I created heroin, cocaine and crack

Made some women high, forget, named em nymphos and hoes

Made brothers who didn't give a fuck, niggas are what I call those

But I guess of all the shit I did foul and improper

Shoulda made some shit to get rid off all the hip-hoppers

And cops who were corrupt to the core, I grant free

Somethin that's not for goverment from takin hard on me

I had thought up some shit that makes you all: KKK got slayed

But it fucked up and backfired, that's why you all got AIDS

(Damn)

I made a deal with Lucifer way back to assure my shit is fat

And in return i gave him all the bodies hell can pack

But somewhere down the line i got trifle

He wanted the big deal, but non-cipher

Nigga gave me assault rifle

A deal's a deal, so muthafuck how you feel now

Just keep my shit real, I'll keep blastin with the steel, pal

You said I'm not your pal, I said you don't wanna be a enemy

Remember, God was such a friend of me, he created 10 of me

Me and my sons was up in heaven causin rukus

Fuckin with them halo-havin-suckers

Till he got fed and said fuck us

Threw me on earth, and I recruited troops for unholy capers

Murderers, thieves and child-rapists, smokin cess in bible papers

Spreadin seeds throughout your sector, infectin mad heffas

Killin your first-born son, drinkin blood like fruit nectar

Upside down flame and crosses tatooed right on the chest

Never stress drama, cause we absorbe bullets, fuck a vest

Cuttin off the preachers' ears, so they can't hear but only see

When I fuck they daughter then wash my dick in holy water

Pure evil is my shit, kid, whatever got broke was fixed quick

Look close at my dome, and peep the mad triple sixes

Smoke a bit of that crack shit, brainiacs in backflips

Walk around like on some old pullin-your-heart-out-through-your-back-shit

Go to your funeral, kneel over your casket, cryin 'blesseth'

Before 'he all you gaveth' smoke your essence with my cess bitch

(Damn)

(From hell)

I smokes mad ism, but keep my thoughts clear, I never let a cloud appear

I know what KRS was on when he made Outta Here

Things can come and go like a freaky 4-11 hoe

One day you the muthafucka, yo, tomorrow no dough

I ain't tryin to cross over, I stays on the street track

And if I do, I raise enough hell to make em push me back

Born, raised and fucked up in the ghetto

Far from the grass of meadows

Just a puppet with strings like Jepetto's Pinocchio

And I love the fuckin streets, cause they show me, no

Matter how high I hung, never let the a hoe trip you, yo

I learned shit could be bitter or sweet like a cup of coffee

So I made a shank from my spoon and cut them fuckin strings off me

Walk the line between good and bad, no net below me, no one to show me

Where to go, gee, while the winds of change try to blow me

Into one of another, but I be a determinded smart brother

And held on, now I got some both in me, you muthafuckaaaaa...!