Murder One

It's murder one when I face an emcee
Or any sucka try to get with me
Awesome Dré, switch it around, Dré's awesome
What do I do to all suckas? I boss 'em
Put 'em in line, put 'em in check when necessary
No one in their right mind would be my adversary
Cuz if you do, you know what's gonna happen to you
You're gonna lose in the end, so don't you be a fool
You'd better be smart, you'd better not start
I'll put a part in your heart with a dart like Black Bart
Break scandalous, tell my posse I can handle this
So you better bеware cuz I dismantle this place
Kicking bass in your facе
Lyrics for your spirit, cuz this is a showcase
Rhyming, on ime and I'm climbing
Not conniving, never pantomiming
Live, mo jive and I thrive, strive
And then I'm shifting into overdrive
Cool, frosty and frigid
Bank account with no less than six digits
Rigid, inflexibly hard
Be on your guard, or you'll be in a graveyard
Rest in peace, or rest in pieces
The number of the adversaries decreases
Day by day, cuz they pray
To stay away from Awesome Dré
I'll put a hit out on your ass so fast you won't last
Not with a bullet with a radio broadcast
Step off, boy, you're just a weak alloy
I'm solid steel, I'm for real, you're just a toy, boy
So hard, you cannot disregard
You steal my flow, I'll take your woman to the courtyard
It's murder one when I face an emcee

Yes, murder one is a first-degree murder
When I face a sucka that I never heard of
Or well, I mighta heard he was a biter
But that's the only word that I heard, nerd
Down is dirt, dirtier than Dillinger
Make you hurt real bad when I'm killin' ya
With my rhymes, one after the other
It's gonna be so many I might smother
Deadly, a depiction of my rhymes, slime
And no I'm not committing crimes
I just terrorize the hip hop scene
I get mean when suckas claim to be the king
I rule rap, that's all I am expressin'
Some think I'm a gangster cuz I be dressin'
Sharp as a tack, actors back to smack and crack
All suckas that try to attack
Me, and the Hardcore Committee
Detroit city, far from itty bitty
We're controlling the Midwest, them boys don't play
Better show some respect, or in the streets you will lay
Out west, to us they're just pests
We tear into 'em like men possessed
Then go out east and they think they be beefin'
Bring 'em to Detroit and they'll all be deceased in
Less than a half, we'll sit back and laugh
Then dump their bodies on Schoolcraft
Or then ... dump 'em in the river
Chopped off head and out comes the liver, well
A nice reward for what the man did
Chop his fingers off and mail them to his gotdamn grandkids
It's murder one when I face an emcee