Yeah, we goin' platinum nigga, Platinum   Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker   We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this motherfucker   My nigga Apache up in this motherfucker      My Mossberg goes boom, gimme room, can I catch it   Talkin' quick and then I vic just tryin' to keep from gettin' blasted   I had enough I put a hit upon them bastards   Boo ya, turned a snitch into a casket   Now they after me, prowling for a niggaz bucks      Time to see, who's the G, with the bigger nuts   Buck buck, big up and livin' reckless   Niggaz with a death wish step in with a Tec   And I'll wet this, yeah an' this shit is hyper   Two to one I'm writing representing and I'm striking like a viper      Huh, I got my mind made up, I got my nine   Ring the alarm, and strong arm must run   Some niggaz need to feel me with a passion   I'm old fashioned, run up on me nigga and get blasted   With five deadly venomz      Yeah 'Pac, fuck that, still hittin' 'em up   With that old deadly shit   Aiyo Treach where you at?   Step up and hit they ass up with the wickedness      We come to hit you with a sock full of Brooklyn   To the Onyx of your nose, punk is funky like skunk blunts   Stunk like funk cunt   I come to take you on a war rough and rugged route      And if another doubts I blow your fuckin' mother out   And that's the street scarred style   I shout I'm the MC with the nasty mouth, and kick the bitch out   Sue me? I pay the lawyer for ya oh boy yeah      Plus my style's ten to twenty fuckin' pounds more   I take you quicker than a picture of a punk ya pickin' shit   Pickin' pockets with a razor stoppin' Russian rockets   Not shoplift, I'm liftin' shop      Once you sound hot, 'cause if you ain't a perfect ten my sign is stop   It's twenty mother crooked fuckin' styles in 'em   Like women I did 'em I'm in for deadly ready venom      Yeah, as I take a puff I get rough, Big Mad   To put it on, can't none come tougher see   I'm down with the sound of the Squad hard, boom   Breakin' 'em down, I make 'em see their doom      Coming straight from the dome where I roam it's a job to   Rob and steal and runnin' from the coppers   Who hold a, boulder, turn the gun controller   Started from a punk now to be a high roller      Youngest, reckless, crazy, disaster   Mac-11 blaster, and I run faster   Than a lot of cops I can't be stopped till my head gets popped   A lot of fuckin' bodies will drop      It's a disaster, I'm coming for the blood splatter   I make you scatter, leavin' trails of brains and bladders   Blowin' 'em out the frame with no shame   Game tight, drop a body then get out of sight      Count my loot after I shoot, leave my kicks up and it's   Something I don't wanna do, somethin' that I never did   I try to get him, I think I hit 'em, I lit him   He's out, a poison, a deadly venom      Yeah Mad, fuck that, you know how we do   Know what I'm sayin'? Squad in effect, YG'z in effect   Now you know a nigga like me gotta represent      Once again, back to rip shit, quick on the flip tip   The psycho, represent the real to take the mic flow   Deadly, rock a head G, check the melody   Niggaz can't touch me when I wreckin' G you better flee      'Cause I'm gifted with a jab and a forty-four Mag   So nigga flip or take a trip in a body bag   Uh, boom you slipped up, now you're zipped up   Yeah one more statistic, fronted and got ripped up      No joke, you be yolk, no matter how it sound   We're taking over eight niggaz back to the stomping grounds   Line 'em up single file, dome runnin in 'em   A nigga hit 'em with the venom, the fourth deadly venom      Nigga, you know what I'm sayin'? Fuck that   I told you, we takin' over, yo 'Pac      Five deadly venomz verse five be the livest   Strugglin' and strive, keep a nine in my waistline   Take mine, you better bury me, G   Punk ass niggaz don't even worry me, see      I got a glock that say 'Pac run the block   Fuck the cops 'cause my gauge gets me paid   As I sit and reminisce about the old days   Hugging on my AK, fuck getting played, hey      I say niggaz need to get they mind right   Until they do I pop a clip and grip my nine tight   Now it's on everyday could be my last day   That's why I blast on they ass as I past let the glass spray      First you had a mouth full of fronts   Now you're mouth's full of chunks   Pac's out puffin' blunts   Deadly venomz      Ha ha ha, yeah pass that shit over here   Apache 'bout to clean shit up      Throw up your middle finger, start the track for the maniac   Only thing I'm givin' out is black donuts and dirty backs   Let me tell how you rough I get   I pop shit behind your back get in your face and pop the same shit      You can't get in because my gate's bigger I'ma snake nigga   My act guards me so hard I pull the fuckin' trigger   I'm a section to clinch your porch is like a pinch   Test a rhyme I'll knock your hairline back an inch      Fuckin' up pooh-butts, cut 'em like cold cuts   Choke 'em with my boot lace, then leave 'em hangin' like old nuts   Clip up and move out, time to get 'em   That's the results of fuckin' with the fifth venom in denim      Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?   Five motherfuckin' deadly venomz, in effect for ninety-three   Ninety-four, ninety-five all that other shit   We takin' this motherfucker over this larger hit      You know what I'm sayin'? Follow us, come along   You know what I'm sayin'?   We takin' this motherfucker over, trust, we out