Reality (Killing Every...)

Bundy, shut your fucking ass

(Yo, man, we just recorded that!)

Yeah... the fuck?

Look inside of the mind and see

Original Heads, check 1, 2, 3

Light 'em up, Hawaiian cess bless my mind

Now I kick the rhyme for the nickel nine, take a sip a wine

But E&J'll make a **** laid

Figured I stay to the blunts, save the liquor for my **** Dee

I’ll represent the Original Head

Killing the original dead (Booyah!)

That’s my **** Dred

Blowing the spot (Blaow!)

Fuck a Philly, 5 got the Dutch, Buckshot got the Colin Powell

Check my dialect from my diaphragm

You got your nine by your waistline, and

Me and my **** don’t give a damn

We got the Bucktown, Boot Camp attitude, kill a man

Timberland make me General

Roughneck wild, big 'em up now, Bob Marley style

Cheech & Chong style, light-the-bong style

That’s light at night, puffing the L by the River Nile

I smoke so much lye, I hallucinate

Ill visions in my head, everybody must dead

Killing every **** in sight

Killing every **** in sight, killing every **** in

Killing every **** in sight

Killing every **** in sight, killing every **** in

Killing every **** in sight

Killing every **** in sight, killing every **** in

Killing every **** in sight

Killing every **** in sight, killing every **** in

I wake up in the morning (We puff lah!)

I wake up in the evening (We puff lah)

Check the blahzayblah

I’m feeling the vibe from the rhythm and the soul

I pack a twenty-sack and watch a **** fold

Don’t you hate **** who make records for bitches?

It’s all about the blunts — fuck them stunts

Now, what you want is what you get like Mickey Dee

Bitch, bend over, blow me so I can feel a breeze

Giving my enemies time to recollect on–the past

When I bust that ass, bass took your check

Figured I’d get bigger when I lose my beeper

Nod your head plus knot your dread, all while you’re dead

We be I and I be we ‘cause we be family

Buckshot, 5-F.T., and Evil Dee

T-to-the-R-E-V and

The M-to-the-E-E-C-H-E

All my **** in the place to be

Can I get an amen? (Amen!) See, we be...

Killing every **** in sight

Killing every **** in sight, killing every ****

Killing every **** in sight

Killing every **** in sight, killing every **** in

Killing every **** in sight

Killing every **** in sight, killing every **** in

Killing every **** in sight

Killing every **** in sight, killing every ****

I like the night if you like the night, ma

I like the night (Bitch-ass ****, take flight)

You want your gun? I got your millimeter

I eat a–sucker duck emcee, to smoke blunts by the centimeter

Right away to serve the **** on a curb

I love my ****, so my **** puff herb

Now, My ****, throw your blunts in the air like this (Like this!)

Original Crooks never get dissed

If we get dissed, **** get that to the back

5, where you at? (Right here!)

Another mission to be dissing

And who do I be dissing? (Bitches!)

God, fuck the intermission

It’s about killing the ****, the one playing the bigger

The one playing the sucker ducks with a trigger

I feel a bump coming on in the set (Son parlay on the wreck)

Fuck that, time to break a neck

Killing every **** in sight

Killing every **** in sight, killing every **** in

Killing every **** in sight

Killing every **** in sight, killing every ****

Killing every **** in sight

Killing every **** in sight, killing every **** in

Killing every **** in sight

Killing every **** in sight, killing every ****