Lyrics

It's murder one when I face an emcee Or any sucka try to get with me Awesome Dré, switch it around, Dré's awesome What do I do to all suckas? I boss 'em Put 'em in line, put 'em in check when necessary No one in their right mind would be my adversary Cuz if you do, you know what's gonna happen to you You're gonna lose in the end, so don't you be a fool You'd better be smart, you'd better not start I'll put a part in your heart with a dart like Black Bart Break scandalous, tell my posse I can handle this So you better bеware cuz I dismantle this place Kicking bass in your facе Lyrics for your spirit, cuz this is a showcase Rhyming, on ime and I'm climbing Not conniving, never pantomiming Live, mo jive and I thrive, strive And then I'm shifting into overdrive Cool, frosty and frigid Bank account with no less than six digits Rigid, inflexibly hard Be on your guard, or you'll be in a graveyard Rest in peace, or rest in pieces The number of the adversaries decreases Day by day, cuz they pray To stay away from Awesome Dré I'll put a hit out on your ass so fast you won't last Not with a bullet with a radio broadcast Step off, boy, you're just a weak alloy I'm solid steel, I'm for real, you're just a toy, boy So hard, you cannot disregard You steal my flow, I'll take your woman to the courtyard It's murder one when I face an emcee Yes, murder one is a first-degree murder When I face a sucka that I never heard of Or well, I mighta heard he was a biter But that's the only word that I heard, nerd Down is dirt, dirtier than Dillinger Make you hurt real bad when I'm killin' ya With my rhymes, one after the other It's gonna be so many I might smother Deadly, a depiction of my rhymes, slime And no I'm not committing crimes I just terrorize the hip hop scene I get mean when suckas claim to be the king I rule rap, that's all I am expressin' Some think I'm a gangster cuz I be dressin' Sharp as a tack, actors back to smack and crack All suckas that try to attack Me, and the Hardcore Committee Detroit city, far from itty bitty We're controlling the Midwest, them boys don't play Better show some respect, or in the streets you will lay Out west, to us they're just pests We tear into 'em like men possessed Then go out east and they think they be beefin' Bring 'em to Detroit and they'll all be deceased in Less than a half, we'll sit back and laugh Then dump their bodies on Schoolcraft Or then ... dump 'em in the river Chopped off head and out comes the liver, well A nice reward for what the man did Chop his fingers off and mail them to his gotdamn grandkids It's murder one when I face an emcee