Cut Throat

[Verse One: Born Allah]
I'm two seconds from saying "fuck rap"
And jumping on a plane with a key of 'caine taped to my back
I bust like a strap in the hands of Chow Yun Fat
Get off that mic it's a jack
It's the Iron Monkey, break you off something lovely
Leave your grill bloody
Like you stole something from me
It's your big homie
From Cadillac and Coney
Ten slashes on your back call you Toby
I run up on gangstas and tell 'em to rap
If they wack I pop 'em once in the kneecap
And that's bangin' fool
Check it out
I got heat and the knife's my hands, nigga what you saying?
I ain't playing
Step aside watch a nigga ride
You ain't nothin' I can't resolve with an alibi
Truth and lies, sponsored by Hen' and Armaretto
With a black duffle bag with the heads of fo' devils

[Hook: Born Allah]
Get that phlegm out your throat and let's go for broke
Ego's we don't stroke, nigga what you on dope?
This is cut throat
No allies, just enemies
Thugs and willie's, you ain't nothing you sissys

[Scratches]
"Sissy" - X-Clan