[CHORUS]  TIME, TIME FOR YOU TA DIE  AS I KISS--YO--ASS--GOODNIGHT    I make yo mouthpiece obese like delawese  When I release, you loose teeth like Little Cease  Nigga please  Blood floods yo dungarees  And that's just a half of my warpath  Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater  than the average playa hater, and spectators  Buy my CD twice  They see me in the streets they be like yo he nice  But that's on the low doe'  be the cats wit no dough, tried ta play me at my show  I pull out 4-4's, and go up in they clothes  Short-change niggas  snort-cane niggas  extortion came quicker  Bought the Range' nigga  Ya still tickle me  I used ta be as strong as ripple, till Little Cease crippled me  Now I play hard-like my girls nipples be  The games sour like like a pickle be  Ya'll know da rules  Move from BK ta New Jerus  Thinkin bout, all the planes we flew  Bitches, we ran through  Now da years new  I lay my game flat  I want my spot back, take two  Muthafuckas mad cuz I blew, niggas envious  Too many niggas on my dick, shit's strenuous  When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina  Slugs missed ya  I ain't mad at'chya (we ain't mad at'chya)  Blood rushin, concussions, ain't nothing  Catch canes, come out frontin  Smokin something  Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin  I laced it wit the basic  6 TV's, a system, knockin Mase shit, face it  We hard ta hit  Guard ya shit, for I stick you, for ya re-up  Wipe the "P"  Mix shots, "work ya seat up"  Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up  LONG KISS    [CHORUS X 2]    UH-I flamin gats, aimin at, these fuckin...  Maniacs put my name in raps--"support them"  Games dat  Like they hustle backwards  I smoke backwards, and Duchees  Ya can't touch me  Try ta rush me  Slugs go, touchy-touchy  Ya bleedin lovely, wit'chyo, spirit above me  or beneath me, ya whole life ya live sneaky  Now ya rest eternally, sleepy, ya burn when ya creep me  Rest where the worms-n-the weak be  My nine flies, baptize, rap guys  Wit the holy ghost  I put holes in most, you hold ya toast shakey  Slip-n-tryin ta break me  Look what'chyou made me do, brains blue  My team in the Marine blew, six-coupe  Skiid it out, weeded out, clean it out  The block for distance is, given long kisses bitch    [CHORUS X 2]    Frank White the menacin, craw-craw's demenacin  I got the lettuce in  You turn green like cucumber skin got the new hummer in the summer when I was  a new comer  then  drugs and mac-10's  Hug from fake friends  Make ends they hate'chyou, be broke girls won't date'chyou  That's why I relate to, choke yo ass till ya face blue, make you  Open the safe too  No matter how ya call it(how ya call it)  This "bralick",alcoholic  Like his weed green'd out like his brick solid  Distribute to kids who, take heart like Valentine, drink Valentine, all the  time  Slugs hit'chya chest tap the spine  Flat-line  Heard through the grapevine, ya got fucked foe times  Damn that three ta nine, fucked you up for real doe'  "Slink steal slow"  As you remorse we feel no    [CHORUS X 6]