Nutty nigga Shoestring havin' problems  Doctors on my dick, but none of them hoes can help me solve 'em  I used to be on corners with niggas pushin' dope sacks  Now I'm in the bathroom finding my nose in the Pereaubian packs    My brothers on his feet, plus he fronted me an O-Z  Stuck his ass up, popped him in his chest and took his key  Prices of the asses of the hoes are my opponent  I gun you bitches down and now yo' niggas run and want it    But I'm packin' something fo' you hoes in America  Demon's in my body and he's tellin' me to bury ya    Kickin' niggas doors in  Makin' niggas panic  Psycho ass get beat with a stick, I'm a schizophrenic    Is this shit real? Or is a nigga dreamin'?  When I fall asleep I find myself fighting a demon  I said  Is this shit real? Or is a nigga dreamin'?  When I fall asleep I find myself fightin a demon    So!  Heres a little story how it goes  Razor blade and mirror  Hit the flake and then I'm froze  So yo, I got that beef and I'm a gangsta' so come get you some  I hit the Pereaubian flake and now my nose in numb    Here comes some punks  They took my blow, thats when I popped them hoes  Cut off they nose, and took a shit  And play games with they toes    You piss me off, I know my shit and scream assassination  Now my prescriptions feelin fair, I keep my medication  Walked in the health department and said, this is a fuckin' raid!  Blue Cross please POW! (gun shot) Bitch that is my medicade  See I'm a psychopath, annoyed is how this niggas feelin'  I popped the doctor, took his keys, and grabbed his penicillin    See I'm a addict takin' drugs, that give me quite a thrill  Diana Ross and lady's sing the blues got me poppin' pills  But it get worse, the devil got me under a spell  I'm not a angel I'm a flame comin' straight from hell    You say I'm not real hittin' up, now how the fuck do you figga?  Now, you don't understand, I'm too deadly to be took out nigga    Sittin' up in my crib feelin' bored  Can't go outside and increase my loot  'Cause it's a motherfuckin' thunder storm    Peoples being killed by the fuckin' tornado  But I didn't run, I'm sittin there loot is at my table    Houses bein' swept up!  Churches bein' crushed in!  Hearin' babies screams as they chests is bein' mushed in!    Everybodys dead, and thats the end of the tornado  Only thing left is Shoestring, his loot and his table  Lunitic, maniac, plus myhands on the fuckin' trigga  Heeney you  Heeney who?  Heeney Dog is a nutty nigga!    (CHORUS) 4 times    Nutty Nutty Niggas  Nutty Nutty  Nutty Niggas    Cocaine and Mescaline  Robbin' houses on halloween  I'm a crook with a 44  Chasing masks, I'm a killin' fiend  Blood and that ready water makes me fiend for another vic  So I went to the 50 acres to find me a victim to trick  Victim was spotted, realizin' the spot was hot  I bust 3 shots, Left him bleedin' in Meyers parkin' lot    Cocaine makes my nose numb  So I wanna jack us some  Got 2 razor blades  Stinky pants and my hand gun    Now on my front doe'  On a mission to get my blow  I can oot a key,  But knowin' me I'ma still want some mo'    Called up my brother Eric  Yo T, they said lets win it  'Cause they knew a soft house   With some hoe niggas workin' in it    Since my name's I-R-A  I thought of the get-away  We walk through the door  I shoot the workers, you niggas get the yay    It was a Saturday night  The Jack didn't flow right  I'm mad and were bustin' like balloons in a water fight    Had to blast 3 hoes  Blood on my fuckin' clothes  Nose done froze  'Cause we got away with four O's    Now at a house party, they're staring at this fuckin' crook  My little brotha E said, "Fuck it let them bitches look"  Casualties of war, "What the fuck you niggas starin' for?"  We can take this bullshit out the basement through the fuckin' door  Them hoes was 20 deep  But still we weren't comin' weak  Me, E and Young T  Yo bitches we never sleep    We came out bustin' and them bitches couldn't fade me  Yo, what about yo friend?  They had me thinkin' 'bout T.L.C    Ira's a killa and sniper  Protected by Viper  My two year old son walks around with O's in his fuckin' diaper    Grew up old fashioned, my grand-daddy taught me to kill  High off that coco plant, now my body won't sit still  Now I got this murder wrap  For peelin' some bitches cap  Locked in the penn both physically and mentally trapped    Made a shank with a kitchen spoon  Flash backs of my cousins boom  Had to kill two fags fo' tryin' to stick me in the bathroom  I'm crazy as fuck, when I'm pullin the fuckin' trigga   Ira who?  Ira you   Ira Dorsey's a nutty nigga    (CHORUS) 4 times