Dark Nature

Drip drop, I got that canary lemon drop Flip flop, I'm counting them stacks, table top Hop scotch, I double that Dutch, Chocolate cop Mazel tov, I buttered ya biscuit, Kalish na cough My party poppers will open ya face wide open No shooters in sight, they on the scene straight cloken Tool box wit them hammers man, we straight up toten Fruntin like you some rivals, man you must be joking Hunting seasons like Red October, street slogan Shells released from the heater leaves the barrel smokin Blood floods ya jugular now you straight chokin Body bags lined the streets up like piano keys Channels of blood connect like the seven seas Something like a Quintin Tarantino horror scene It's that time of the month, niggas in they rags drippin I'm Wayne Gretzky on the ice, won't ever catch me slippin I'm Tigers Woods in the field, head shots, hole in one My heat hot like Miami, them bodies well done Them bodies cold like salami, better check yo meat market Cornered the market for hobby, yea I'm the chief target Drip drop, I got that canary lemon drop Flip flop, I'm counting them stacks, table top Hop scotch, I double that Dutch, Chocolate cop Mazel tov, I buttered ya biscuit, Kalish na cough Drip drop, I got that canary lemon drop Flip flop, I'm counting them stacks, table top Hop scotch, I double that Dutch, Chocolate cop Mazel tov, I buttered ya biscuit, Kalish na cough Uncle Scrooge is senile, I'm the number one dime piece The spot lights on me now, better check yo time piece Yo bark ain't shit on meow, pussy ain't got no leash Muzzle that mouth for the Queen when I speak, capeesh Court order in session, Phil Jackson game composure I'm balling out, giving lessons and training street soldiers Street corners will hold ya dearly in life and death So tag your name on the walls like you've got nothing left My dark side I embrace to level the playing field Since life's a game I will taste the pain of blood I spill I'm mother so it's my nature to cause your world destruction Life's a bitch so my charm is master of seduction Getting caught in my web, hooked in the matrix You'll never want to wake up, see how I made tricks Chasing dreams infinitely, writing your own story Dwelling on Heaven or Hell, I wouldn't even worry Yea, you don't have to worry about that, shit A Kuna Matata Quela Queen The number one Boricua