small axe Ready to cut you down (well sharp) To cut you down If you are the big, big tree, let me tell you that We are the small axe Ready to cut you
us See the world from a view like us Still always come through like us They ain't true like us If they only knew like us It's less than a small few
old set Heh, the small timers see me so they jet Buildin one-twenty-eight I got myself a bag and I can't wait To cut em up small to make a profit Niggaz
Them bastards they smart (Those guys) It's up to us for how long we gon' last (They're the bad guys) You put your crack on my table I turn my axe on
, blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse? I follow, hearse after hearse, with verse after verse And I'll be damned if I let Billy dance Dupri Or anybody swing an Axe
shit 'cause we come back to haunt ya Ayo, I'm kick ass thick as a brick you bitch ass Quick on the draw I come equipped with a pick axe Rock solid, you
, a luna-ticy-tic The doctor told me I'm a psyco So I ate his face like I don't know Knife to tha neck and I got some mo' The night of the axe, the night
on the car trying to rip the moon roof lid off, out there Bitch, turned the wipers on hazard lights and blew the horn I smashed with my axe and pulled
the car Trying to rip the moon roof lid off, out there Bitch turned the wipers on Hazard lights and blew the horn I smashed with my axe, and pulled
, a lunaticky-tic The doctor told me I'm a psycho So I ate his face like I don't know Knife to the neck and got some more The night of the axe, the night
a show Homey' I don't play that shit one bit Fuck around and get your head cut off right quick Psychopathic bitch boy peep the axe Specializing in splittin
after a show Homey I don't play that shit one bit Fuck around and get your head cut off right quick Psychopathic bitch boy peep the axe Specializing
's temple I would've turned out a shogun Smack the any and all talk, jokers I can't hawk And all that shit I hear about me losin' is small talk I ain
down Sippin around Tippin up another cupa And sip it on down 100 gallons of that rock gut top stock Ready for the shippin In a heavy chevy small block
his mouth Pump seventeen rounds make his brains hang out 'Cause the shit he did was uncalled for Tried to fuck a brother up the ass like a small whore
be heard in abundance what mc's face redundance Stereo speakers exceed beyond specifications Through Extended noise generation Let's cut the conversations to a small
's gonna disappear You've got an axe to grind, don't grind it here 'Cause juicy jungle's getting smaller year after year You've got an axe to grind,