[Featuring Scarface]

(Chorus x 2)

Who am I? Scar mother fucking face

Who am I? A to the mother fucking K

Who am I? Belo mother fucking Zero

Who am I? Niggas Ain't Ready to Die

(Scarface)

Who the fuck am I?

A born killer with no conscience

Leaving niggas with holes in their heads unconscience

No second chances

'cause in this game no one advances

You made your move and fucked up now the devil dances

No scrilla for this just murderers with blocks

To run up on their dick and hit em and get em hot

With a 357 slug pointed at your nose

Left a bloody mess and a note stuck between your toes

You fuck with me nigga you're fucking with the warrior

Anybody destroying you're packing the sig sauer

Putting niggas off in body bags 'cause in this game you take no prisoners

Leave it in blood Hare Krishna

Nobody's breathing niggas stuck on getting even

You die this evening insanity gon be my reason

I trail niggas fill niggas and kill niggas

I introduce the ways that are wicked to real niggas

(Chorus x 2)

(AK)

Who ever epitomise

And idolise my murderous skills

With this vivid imagination and slugs that kill

Off in the zone unorthodox with the world on blocks

It's unexplainable how I got these bitch niggas locked

Keep my eyes on my safe and keep this murderous flavour

Since I picked up a strap I've had this murderous behaviour

Spread the whole clip around and get the fuck outta Dodge

I got a ride full of straps in my homies backyard

It's too cold to proceed without a block to start

Watch a gat blows him apart as the bullets depart

Now who the fuck am I? Is the question you ask

Can't be touched or fucked with is all you need to know

It's 1998 plus you bitches got to go

And y'all cain't fuck with me and tell em why

My adrenaline rush on jump

Plus you got my arm beneath grabbing with the double barrel pump

(Chorus x 2)

(Belo)

I hear some niggas talking loud like we been stealing this shit

Just say you hate me cock the bullshit don't you grip on my dick

It's Belo Zero mother fuckers same sick ass nut

Drink a brew and smoke some weed and blow your bitch ass up

I put in work so recognise I carry my shit on my chest

More respect and I neglect to come up back with the vest

I never seen a thousand soldiers hit the dirt on your roll

Fuck your chief and all the soldiers I'm a king on my own

I'm coming with force down with Big Chief nigga Rapalot style

Grip sixteens and triple beams will leave that ass on the pile

Walk on down and see the light 'cause I'm not faking the shit

I told you once that I'm a soldier I'm just taking your shit

Now who am I a born killer nigga fuck what you heard

I'm too delirious and serious I ain't like a nerd

Fuck around and call the coroner dig your whole ass up

Separate your head from the spam and leave your bitch ass stuck

Nigga...

(Chorus x 2)

(N.A.R.D)

Retaliation is a must

I see niggas from behind so I bust

My Desert Eagles gon to catch you when they duck

Now what the purpose when they still gon get struck

And leave they brains fucked up

I don't know why they put they eyes on me

'cause I'm a black material killer trying to keep it low key

Now what it was they probably didn't know it was me

But that goes to show em that fancy bitches focus just be

They want to look up on my Rolex while I spot on my heat

They see my Lexus car shining when I been on the streets

With no ticket on it but still they try to find out what's in it

It's a black nigga with a black chrome on the seat

In the dark zone it's on

And hell yeah I used to push packs

Taking niggas straps and pimping bitches in 'lacs

Matter of fact this shit I rap about I did before

See it ain't no studio mother fucker just stepping through these doors

(Chorus x 2)

We can't be fucked with we can't be touched

'cause the drama that we bring is just too much it's just too much

Do Or Die Do Or Die

'cause the drama that we bring is just too much it's just too much

Writer : MOORER, LANA / SMITH, WILL / DANIELS, LASHAWN / ALI, TATYANA / JERKINS III, FRED / JERKINS, RODNEY / MASON, HARVEY JR.
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMI Music Publishing