Everyman 4 Himself

[Verse 1]
Born alone die alone guess who's on the microphone
Project nigga, deep voice put your boots on
Come take a walk down the alley with the gat
Enter my cypher where everything's black
The rap makes me act the beast I attack
From every angle I bring pain sharp as the blade
On Excalibur quiet as a silencer I challenge ya
Meet me at sundown or after school bring your tools
Ain't no fuckin' rules don't snooze on loose
Still on the hip 30 shots to put you in your place
Don't chase dreams chase paper, you on your own
Never fuck around with the next mans caper
I hate ya fakers with the passion. I'm crashin your party
Dark Mask forever fuckin' up everybody
I be the nigga on the corner rollin' dice
Drinkin' 'till I drop duckin' from my cop
Got me on the run like a slave through the fields
No protection no cover no shields
It feels like a soldier stuck behind enemy lines
In the world of man-evil cause man ain't kind
Everybody's trife in their own way
Gun play the back, ready to react 'n clap
The weak don't stand a chance
Don't even glance or look
The wig is where you get your life took
I read the book of survival libel to become homicidal
Get the wealth every man for himself

[Chorus]
Run get the loot grab the ball
Shoot sink the last cop get increased the bankroll
Gotta put the ball in the hole
Every man for himself first one get the gold (nigga)
Run get the loot grab the ball
Shoot sink the last cop get increased the bankroll
Gotta put the ball in the motherfucking hole
Every man for himself first one get the gold

[Verse 2]
My mentality is somewhere between
Armageddon and apocalypse
No matter how hot it gets
You can't trap me, fuck Giulliani and Pataki
The death penalty don't scare me
I went from homeless junkie to a drunken-monkey-makin-money-gettin-funky
I don't know fear I pour beer on the curb, puff herb
Drink liquor to get my swerve
Fuck what you heard and what you said
The lead will put end to those who pretend to be my friend
I get loose like leeth everyday a new beef
Don't say peace unless you mean it
Your shit is dirty clean it
Before I decorate yo' face with cuts and scars
What remains gets blown to Mars and the Stars
We are the ill 'n the physical steady hittin you
After brew I ain't kiddin' you I ain't bullshittin' you
Biscuit, see the biscuit before it's spit
2 to the head, 2 to the chest, 1 to the hip, backflip Oh Shit!
Can't afford to catch another body hit the Mimini with the .22
And be Audi 5000 I'm housin' like Projects
I mean experiments home of the witch chicks
Buy the Lex buy the Benz now you got more friends
Sex and chicken head hens
My ends run long like Dong Silver
Try to taxin' be floatin' in the river, donate your liver
Look over your shoulder, watch your back get the wealth
Every man for his motherfucking self