Lyrics
Aheh, shit is wicked.. Fuck anyone who doubts what I do, or my word.
Yeah bitch, wv - cats seem to think I left the game, fall off or some crazy shit, but I see these cats and hoes, they try to play me. Like I'm dumb and shit, don't let my salary fool you, my advancements all go into weed, I invest in guns and sell them to little g's. Kids on your block, seeds in your wound, come and buy these guns, I made this song just for you.
It's the end of the line for alot of emcees, those here today, I wish death, got it tat'd on my brain, right there, see that? You aren't a hero kid, not a man, nor a bat. Shut the fuck up bitch, I want silence.
Don't try to be a hero, cause you can't, I blow the capsules off mics, I claim I'm the best, but I ain't.
Fuck where you from or what you represent, it's hot in this motherfucker, and today will be your last dance.
Live by the mic, die by the gun, rule #1, there are no rules, If you wit it, you can hear it, if you against it, you going to feel it. Startercap, we going to peel it. Bye sucka, built to pinpoint the raps, I'm built to fold a cat like a quilt, and that ain't a rap. I don't hustle, and if I did I wouldn't have a cause, I'm just that skinny whiteboy with them biggy big balls..
I say my style is versatile, wut I say goes. Some people say I sound like big ol' snoop, some say Eminem - oh shit - you be laying on the ground face down - like him and him.
When them girls see me - they can't help but to stare.. Look at that cute ass whiteboy right there!
Suckers talk shit but I really don't care, you the type to front and I bust you right there. All the things I do when I live my life as a gangsta, break laws, smoke dank, kid'll fade ya. Did I mention I got a berreta 2, stop the shit out your ass, and your holy crew.
Fuck wut you think, how you say or wut you do, how you say wut you say I blaze through you.
Gangsta, WvSoulja - Start This Fire - Wyshmasta
