Born alone die alone guess whos on the microphone *Project Nigga*
Deep voice put your boots on
Come take a walk down the alley with the gat
enter my cypher where everythings black
the rap makes me act the beast I attack
from every angle I bring pain sharp as the blade
on Excalibur quiet as a silencer I challenge ya
Meet me at sundown or after school bring your tools
ain't no fuckin rules dont snooze on loose
still on the hip 30 shots to put you in your place
dont chase dreams chase paper
you on your own
never fuck around with the next mans caper
I hate ya fakers with the passion
I'm crashin your party
Dark Mask forever fuckin up everybody
I be the nigga on the corner rollin dice
drinkin 'til I drop duckin from my cop
got me on the run like a slave thru the fields
no protection no cover no shields
I feels like a soldier stuck behind enemy lines
in the world of man evil 'cause man ain't kind
everybodys trife in their own way
gun play the back
ready to react 'n clap
the weak dont stand a chance
dont even clance or look
the wig is where you get your life took
I read the book of survival lible to become homicidal
get the wealth every man for himself
chorus: run get the loot grab the ball
shoot sink the last cop get increased the bankroll
gotta put the ball in the hole
every man for himself first one get the gold (nigga)
run get the loot grab the ball
shoot sink the last cop get increased the bankroll
gotta put the ball in the mutthafucking hole
every man for himself first one get the gold
My mentality is somewhere between arrmageddon and apocalypse
no matter how hot it gets
You cant trap me
