Do or Dye

Do or Dye, it's overload; My brain fried, it's overloaded

My lil' lady can count her toes, and stand ten toes on overloadin'

Do or Dye, it's overload; my brain fried, it's overloaded, my brain fried; that's overloaded

 

I'mma take it right back to the pen; cuttin' up baselines and the Bends

Never stay disrespectful to the fans, truthfully you can be packed up in hands

I can be everything that you demand; and plus that's a fee and a charge for these Vans

Scratchin' up Benz, and I ruin your plans; That is a hot tip for your mans

Breakin' and pushin', I'm punchin' and shootin', I'm movin' like looters all way to the top

No, I can't *stop*; it's a Full Metal Gear, that's a Gurren Lagann, when I'm gone, man these niggas is kickin' them rocks

Chainsaws to the head, lil' boy you'd hope that I'd be dead; turn your body to a paint bucket, who got you brushin' red!?

Need some PR for my dread; Tungsten nerves, they ring like Spider-Man!

I'm the Kamikaze for your posse, got these suckers *wet!!*