Halfway Thugs (feat. Tragedy Khadafi)

Word up, son

I did it 'cause I had to discipline that puppy (Word, discipline them son)

Know what I'm sayin'? (I feel you)

Eating like he live (He ain't live)

Word up, nobody can't eat if I can't (Word up)

Know what I'm sayin'? (He can't eat, god?)

Word up (Can't nobody eat, god)

You ain't lie, now eat your food, kid (He ain't lie)

From your temple to your toes (Take his food, take ya food)

It's on (From your temple to your toes)

It's on now (Word up)

'Cause he's a halfway thug that he portray

If you got locked, that ass'd probably come home gay

Smack blood out ya mouth (What the fuck you say?)

Break ya feeble ass down ('Cause you ain't in my league)

Something you don't need

Yo, now ain't that the pot callin' the kettle black?

I used to peddle crack, you never sold drugs, so stop frontin'

I pushed the war button, you cold panicked

Use tools to fix ya fuckin' face like a mechanic

Dramatic, dynamic and underhanded

You say the shit that I say for so long, I can't stand it

The God bandit, erupt like a volcano

Shittin' lava right on they armor, you blood farmer, what, what?

Pasa, gato, lil' vato

Imbalance the scales of slaughter, Iraq discipline

Open ya face, spit on ya cut, pour the Henny in

Sweet****, fuck with Popeye, get smoked properly

It ain't even got to be handled on record

Just me and you, one on one, I'm only one

Yo, the only one, **** alphabet

Your power counterfeit, fraudulent, fraudulent, yo

Who's fascinated?

I get highly lifted and upgraded

You playa hate it, bite it before I made it

My opposition, competition, ya code scratched

Like Gats without serial numbers that don't match

CNN form, Genghis Khan, Art of War

Yo, you weak minded, dumb, deaf, the **** blinded

Left behind in lost and found, you can't find it

John the Baptist, observe, mad water

Surveillance my style, exile, feeble and fragile

Now what crew fuck you up like we do?

Two-five-two, CNN will shoot right through

Set it off, break you off, just like a big brick (What)

Chop that shit, mix and contaminate it

Navigate it, two-five, the most hated

My satellite will orbit in rap, planet's my oxygen

We poppin' in, kick through door, do-rag and moccasin

You can't stop, Lieutenant Arab

Thirsty to have what you have

Bust a new trade, Illuminati be the new age

Masquerade courageous, loud and boisterous in three stages

They try to get my thunn twist in cages

So get the word sent, spread it like love

You halfway thug ****, you portray

Yo, I used to hang around with y'all, cover ground with y'all

Now I flip, turn around and pull the pound on y'all

Dissolve that weak shit you though just revolved

Like the Earth at it's axis, I got access to map this

Pure Blackness, yo, attack this

Blood sucker of the poor, my power show and prove

Livin' on the fifth floor

We at war with the foolish

Get deducted, lose points, they can't do this

Like I do this, so what-what, what-what, what-what, what-what