Goin to Da Death

Lyrics

[Hook: Ganksta NIP] Going to the death It's  the psycho N-I-P First  Nigga from South Park With an album worldwide, G Supposed to be holy Do  it silent like a church mouse Preacher  taking money Drag his ass through the church house Bustas  run up and get shot with the tech nine Hit you with the razor and I bet you he'll respect mine Saw him in the alley by himself He couldn't run So  me cock me gun and me says "Let's have some fun" Fucking with the psychopath, nigga come your hardest He must've been a weak nigga posing as rap artist Playa Hatas listen to the sound of my last breath Pysch Ward is his clique and with this clan We going to the death [Verse 1: Ganksta NIP] (Only) Lord knows that 2Pac sells I wonder if my nigga alright I wonder if he killed somebody in jail Psycho NIP a real motherfucking nigga from South Park Much love to my niggas in the pen, when it's dark They say that shankings will occur Flip the script, throw down (Can't control this boy from killing) Oh my God he hit the ground Hit em up, hit em up with the iron rod level In jail, that's the place where the niggas need to stick together What the fuck is history, history is right on track Ask Run DMC, they said proud to be black Give them brothers credit, New York niggas ain't faking My idol Ice-T, six in the morning when the cops chasing Word em up, Chuck D, Flava Flav, fight the power Too Short got them tramps stacking paper for him every hour Ice Cube teach the youth, Dr. Dre rings the brain Snoop Dog, pump pump, Mr. Scarface killing everythang KRS, lyrically the best, young G it's been shown K-Rhrino, I'll always love you and Scott, even when you're gone AC chill, there's a busta in yo face, knock him But you didn't have to do it because you argued over Rakim Minister Louis Farakkhan, he's touching hearts, he's touching me All praises due for the FOI and the MGT This is just the sound of my very last breath (ahhhhh) Psycho NIP will never die, but if I do, I'm still going to the death [Hook: Ganksta NIP] [Verse 2: Ganksta NIP] Decomposing skull till the fluid in his head run out You run for help, I watch the ones who are dead come out Every time you see me, you know I'm always packing a knife Every time you see me, believe I'm thinking about taking a life Fist fight ain't shit cuz my punch is like a blast One-on-one you'll get beat down, straight hands motherfucker I stomp your ass Dont try to jack, if you do a Sweet I'm blazing up Catch the nigga slipping, jack him back, cut his throat, I'm raising up Hood critics, them motherfuckers get bucked Nigga I'll die before I let my Mama work to death, you got me fucked No discrimination, put the nine on the under-rater Put that on Allah, I'm killing black or white player haters Murda, the media bitch, watch your tongue The cameras, they get took, but the reporters, they get lynched and hung When I'm high, I hit the sweet, I'm down to die Bitch, don't cry, just have that pussy waiting for the 4th of July Gots to watch my back because these niggas are so scandalous Take the automatic dum dum clip and go and handle this South Park death bed, I hope I go to heaven Deuce-deuce, .22 revolver, cut in half, I got two mack elevens [Hook: Ganksta NIP] [Outro: Ganksta NIP] You're not hearing me (erahhhh)... Benny Fly, the engineer, is down to die Johnny Cage will stage the rage (Johnny Cage) This track was made with blades, and grenades This track is in a rage, and I'm the man who keeps this shit on stage, to get paid, and I'm not afraid...