unsolved A lot of blood resolve as guns still revolve The bullets had names that made the frames shatter Most savage massacre that made the brains scatter
God speed, damn it, fear is planted Severe nature of man, there's still no cure Seduce me, reduce me to ashes, caught in the law Atoms scatter, brain
swollen Straight both ways scanning All you roaches lay down I spray the brain damage Bring the banners, the green gamma ray Gain up the same data, Scatter
murderin' motherfuckers 'fore they get you Picturin' pitiful punk niggaz coppin' please Puffin' weed as I position myself to clock G's My enemies scatter
head as i'm livin my horror dream Up-chucked a couple times then i finally took aim A man is chattin on his cell phone, i spattered his brain A lovely
can hide, but you won't get far Bullets for your credits, runnin yo mouth How you talkin that shit? You get yo fuckin brains blown out Your game is weak
behind but yet ain't got the brains to quit it When she blows up she'll scatter 'cross the hills, Lord lordy When she blows up she'll scatter 'cross
the line Breakin' you off, watchin' you react to the rhyme Me packin' the nine, nah that's a whole other game 'Cuz if I'm forced to pull out, I'mma blow out ya brain
so come and get it girl [Hook] [Verse 2] Watch me as I (?) through the pain, I walk through the flames, insane Wit lyrical scatter and spit that'll splatter ya brain
yo biblical ritual the shit to get rid Of yo pain hearing your pitiful game, this is political pain Deep in the pit of yo brain let it rain with a unforgettable
run up on a motherfucker with a fifty round clip? And shoot him in the back of his head 4 or 5 times His brain was out and scattered, basted outta his
chatta with a little more flex, doesnt matta cos when i ratatat bars watch the bare man scatta When I touch mike I see the man scatta scatta, as if
mutherfuckin compton gang I gots to peel your fuckin cap, nigga We come strapped One more hit on your hood muthafucka ain't no bullshittin' Better scatter
to yourself and don't get sloppy Talkin' pig-Latin keep you employed Sizzoldiers with choppers and walkie-tizznalkies Call on yo' ass, have wisdom, use your brain
, a funeral chant that our eyes can open wide enough the pulse quickens and we dance we eat the brain and pray this celebration of old skin a scattering
still facin' ten years on an open charge in california So believe if you see me on the corner it really don't matter And respect a real nigga, or watch your fuckin' brains scatter
s mother falls to the sidewalk On the next street someone looks up In the cathedral a burst of laughter In another city the pigeons fly up and scatter
this a fairy tale, are you the seven dwarfs Did Snow White really die while fighting in the war? They were the only friends I ever trusted Now they're scattered