.::Chalk Sketching On The Street::.
Lyrics
This nigga got me back in murder mode, case catchin, Robert Blake action
Open up the coffin, tossin' FATE back in, I killed you couple years ago
Made you escape rappin', now you back actin like it can't happen again
Like I won't have you back against the ropes foldin' waitin for this battle
To end, the Mecca massacres men, assasin with a pad and a pen, but liable
To attack niggas with the cannon that's lackin' a flash or a lense.....
You picked the worst time to have yah revenge, I'm at my prime like
Television after seven, Mecca rips in half contestants, better pack a
Smiff and Wesson if you test him, or the same place where you steppin's where
You restin', when you in my target, aint no second guessin', Mecca's
Wettin you like priests, get the message, this will end with you deceased
Say goodbye to your existence, spend the rest of it in peace, no more
Stressin cause police, you chalk sketching on the street........
