Manslaughter

Yo yo, you heard what happened to that dude yo
(You don't want to wind up, with your head tied up)
The nigga got his head blown the fuck out
(Waiting on 5.0 with this nigga Tymecheck)

Back it up, turn around, keep it moving, shut down
It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
When the bullets start spraying, no playing, ain't trying to clown
At the speed of sound, you could be laying on the ground

Yo It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
Yo It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
Yo It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
Yo It's Manslaughter, Blah, Blah, Blah Blah

There was this game name Doom, in his basement room
He waiting since noon, to welcome the full moon
He bout to go boom, tired of cats calling him goon
He plans to send em soon, all to an early tomb
Starting with Rick, who stuck his prick, up in his chick
And plays him for bitch, every time he's with his click
He saw him up the streets, through the jeep passenger door
Looking sweet three deep, by the 24 store
Killing time, he was clocking chickens move they behind
He didn't peep cat with the nine, take the lime, it caught him blind
Licking off about a dozen, at cousin go for head
Yo survivors there wasn't none, instead they all was dead
Then he ran down the block, pass two cops and didn't stop
They cocked they Glocks and shot, that made him drop
What gives said a pig, I guess he didn't want to live
Yo yo yo kill them camcorders, manslaughter, that's what it is

Yo It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
Yo It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
Yo It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
Yo It's Manslaughter, Blah, Blah, Blah Blah

Some give life and some take it away, is an expression
Me, I represent the second half of that sentence
Allow me to clarify with an explanation
I'll wrap your fucking head up, like ancient mummification
And stop the blood flow to the rest of your arteries
My apologies, please, you go have to pardon me
I'm just trying to pull your tongue out your throat
You too slow to go and grab the gun out your coat
So much for the head honcho, Ay Bendito
Me Ilamo Benny Blaco, I took out Carlito
And I ain't forget about Pachanga
When I put the gun to his nuts, he started singing like Mario Lanza
Shit, I'm high as hell, ready to die
Holding on two sais like I'm Raphael
So if you see me, you best keep it moving
Niggas round the way recognize me, as a street honor roll student

Yo It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
Yo It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
Yo It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
Yo It's Manslaughter, Blah, Blah, Blah Blah

I walk alone down the boulevard, of broken dreams
Where mercy is seldom seem, animosity larks in the team
And for the cream, your queen, may set you up to get beamed
For a flat screen, blue jeans and a shot of morphine
Your body fold on some age old beef, you put on hold
Its was told, revenge is best served cold, down the road
If you scared, get a dog, but I prefer a Glock man
I'll put you in shock, shit ain't the only thing I pop
I trust nobody, I'm like Gotti, me and my hottie
A sawed-off shotty, ducking illuminati
I don't know karate, but I sure no crazy
So I don't give a fuck ho, I'll have you pushing up daisy
Plus I don't want the gangs to chill, I want to kill each other
As I ill and spark a Phil with Hill and Bill
I, you know the drill, give me a beat that I can feel
And I will blow this bitch up, like Al qaeda sent me for real

Back it up, turn around, keep it moving, shut down
It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
When the bullets start spraying, no playing, ain't trying to clown
At the speed of sound, you could be laying on the ground

Yo It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
Yo It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
Yo It's Manslaughter, caught up in the game, look at you know
Yo It's Manslaughter, Blah, Blah, Blah Blah