What I gotta do is let yall niggas know I am the nicest
Once upon a crime, someone who was once fragile, innocent, and pure was suddenly corrupted and adopted by the streets. But the gift he brought with him to this world will effect our outlooks on not only rap music but on life as well, forever, forever
Its not a game, its war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring the chain with the saw
Bring the pain to your door like death was knockin
Unless you got my ends, Ima make you twins
With the Headless Horseman, hell extortion
Sell your soul, live your dreams, dont pay the cost then
Chop, chop, say hello to the guillotine
A killer fiends for blood, screams of thugs like
Fiends for drugs, I dont need no love
Give me your fear, money, respect, beer, honeys and sex
Were here, Ill bend them checks for years, hungry and stressed
You fuckin with Chris, fuck Pun, dead the wrath for later
Get your calculator, the head decapitators back forever
Cant count how many heads I had to sever 
Half the niggas I keep, and put em back together
Thats the terror, cut open your girl
And make a truss out her flesh, like Buffalo Bill
Its not a game, its war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring the chain with the saw
Its not a game, its war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring the chain with the saw
Its not a game, its war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring the chain with the saw 
Its not a game, its war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring the chain with the saw
No insanity plea from me, I ride the beef til I burn
Censor me and bar your kids from the lessons I learned
And in turn Im hostile, guess you can recall me antisocial
Niggas shakin like they caught the Holy Ghost when I approach
Try to politic before I smoke em, like Sun Tzu
Niggas do unto these snitches, before its done to you
And if the cops come arrest me in the evening
Best believe they comin for my dogs in the morning
And if I die by a slug, the death of a true thug
Tell me will my niggas mourn me? Gettin blowed out
High, watch me murder the bird before he testify
Strikes walkin close to my third, I live a troubled life
And if you dream, be a part of my team
From Long Beach to Queens
Drug dealers to ex-fiends
Keep yo eyes on the prize, nigga watch for bustas 
Either heaven or jail, its still hell for a hustler
Its not a game, its war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring the chain with the saw
Its not a game, its war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring the chain with the saw
Its not a game, its war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring the chain with the saw
Its not a game, its war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring the chain with the saw
I got seven Mac-11s, about eight .38s
Nine 9s, ten Mac-10s the shits never end
You cant touch my riches
Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot Glocks
Huh, thats how I got the weed spot
I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread
Lil Gotti got the shotty to your body
So dont resist or you might miss Christmas
I tote guns, I make number runs
I give MCs the runs dripping
When I throw my clip in the AK, I slay from far away
Everybody hit the D-E-C-K
My slow flows remarkable, peace to Matteo
Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniff the yayo
Thats crazy blunts, mad Ls
My voice excels from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my God Im dropping shit like a pigeon
I hope youre listening, smacking babies at they christening
So you better grab your pistol
Cause if you sit still, Im gonna make your fucking shit spill
And Im talking bout buckets, why did I have to do it?
Fuck it, you got a gun, nigga bust it
Its not a game, its war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring the chain with the saw
Its not a game, its war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring the chain with the saw
Its not a game, its war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring the chain with the saw
Its not a game, its war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring the chain with the saw
I personify every image that niggas fake
I personify, really bring it to em
Because Im -- I-I looked up to these niggas
While on bail, they gon take my spot, big mistake, know what Im saying?
My spot is wedged in, it aint going nowhere, you know what Im saying?
Im coming right back for my place, anybody thats there, they gon have to move