Facts

Off top I pop shots at marks on my lawn Talk shit get remixed like songs from Mysonne Everybody got a plan til they face meet my palm Quotation from Michael Gerard Tyson Bars coming up at you like, fully auto ammunition Cut throats, looking to cut folk, like a knife in the kitchen I dice'em up, but I be nice enough to make it quick Light shit up, and I'm precise enough to make it stick When it come down to the come down Don't be talking 'bout it ain't fun now Y'all know why you signed up, don't be crying when your homey gunned down On block biz, ain't no caution you gots to let off shit Ain't no mercy dealing with serpents who hostile and pop clips Sixteen in a verse, or sixteen in a clip gone put your sick team in a hearse I'm dick deep in your bitch I'll make your chick fiend for the squirt Shoot jizm in her face and put my whole fist in her purse Thief mode than I skirt People think I must be devilish but I don't believe in the devil bitch I only believe in the energy flowing on earth so kill all that devil shit It's good folks and its busters Those not to be trusted Great women who embody queens And hoes not to be fucked with That's facts All I ever talk about is facts All I ever sing about is facts Do it everyday and that's a fact I don't speculate I deal with facts All I ever talk about is facts All I ever sing about is facts Do it everyday and that's a fact I don't speculate I deal with facts I said my bars be on Debo I'm sharper than a needle Hammer cocked, got that hammer lock like William Regal This shit been in my DNA since the See-N-Say Pistol drawn, running in your pockets like the TSA Pat you down, for stacks I been known to back'em down Your secret and my secret cuzz, ain't no yapping now I move in silence like a mute, science pack the proof Saying that the quiet got the most, violent attributes Believe it, I'm Schizo with a suicidal rep Take a breath, then I kick your grandma down a flight of steps I digress, that money shit don't really make me happy Flexing don't appeal, but yet and still, make it snappy Cause bullets do add up My shitty attitude, got me cocking back my shit like who the fuck threw that up Your jesus can't contain me and your devil don't control me Motionopolis the one and only... Mother fucker that's a fact All I ever talk about is facts All I ever sing about is facts Do it everyday and that's a fact I don't speculate I deal with facts All I ever talk about is facts All I ever sing about is facts Do it everyday and that's a fact I don't speculate I deal with facts