Hard To Kill

Showbiz & A.G.

[A.G]



Before becoming a runaway slave here's a taste of



mental slavery. A backtrack...




("You don't catch hell because you're a Methodist or a Baptist



You don't catch hell because you're a Democrat or Republilcan



You don't catch hell because you're a Mason or an Elk



And you sure don't catch hell because you're an American



Because if you were an American you wouldn't catch no hell



You don't catch hell because you're a black man.")




Check it, many try to come close



Rest in peace to the deceased and the rest are comatose



I'm not a joke and I go for broke



And while I'm laughing you'll be gagging from the motherfucking gunsmoke



Walk the streets and I play for keeps



And while I entertain suckers stay six feet deep



It was good while it lasted



Broken bones and asses, tombstones and caskets



I got fleeced, I'm not strapped, I'm a get you back



Me saying "Mayday" with an AK, picture that



Getting my props while you're propless



And if you try and escape, we'll take grandma for hostage



I carry my joint



Hoping to smoke a sucker just to keep on point



When Dre's team goes to extremes call up an M.D.



Wetting a strip til my whole clip is empty



Oh-ops and tecs ready to wreck the site



Whoever's next to step is knifed in broad daylight



Don't try to run, you'll get blocked off



I got spotted by a cop, so now that cop is knocked off



if I get back I get out with the quickness



The D.A., the judge and the jury's on my hitlist



Dressed in black with a hoodie and a low hat



(What you did?) Spoke to the witness, now the witness don't know jack



The Giant and his crew are ill



We're sick-ass convicts, we'r