Incognito (Part Deuce)

[Produced by Bongo the Drum GAHD]

[Hook]
Incognito, on the lee-low, like Carlito
Cause we know, niggas don't really want us to see dough
Bongo by the Way

[Verse]
I'm on my way to take your ass down like Lincoln Clay
Survival of the motherfucking fittest, every single day
I'm coming for your head, your life is on contract
You come to break my knees, then you know I'm gonna bomb back
I'm on attack, Imma weaken your rackets
I'll bring the gasoline to all of that paper your stackin'
Nobody wants to die, word to O'Shea
But don't ask me what I think, see what my fo-fo say
I figured out where you live, what you eat, who you sleeping with
In bed with the federales, the company you keeping shit
I'm gonna find you cocksucker, you won't live to the end of the day
You can send one guy, I'll send more, bout ten of them spray
But this is personal, fuck business
I duck with quickness when stuck with slick shit
My bucket list is, getting crossed off by the minute
You on top of the list, cause I just killed your lieutenant
I'm in the limo, popping pills and packing all of my pistols
About 10 minutes away, I'mma snatch you of that watch on your wrist ho
While you sippin' that cristal I spot you
Looking down on the streets, calling all of your cops too
You know I'm here and your shook enough
Fuck rhymes, fuck crack, my revenge is what is cooking up
You stupid fuck, I arrived at your penthouse
Whip out the lethal desert eagle and shoot through your bitch's mouth
The bodguards are coming out, oh it's time for fun
I shoot my way through with my laser, time to run
As I kick down your front doors into the lobby
My mind on payback like James Brown, motherfucker try to stop me

[Outro]
Guess who's here motherfucker
(Reloads pistol)
Your only chance of salvation has left the building