My Nigga - Nick Wiz

Yeah, yo, UG

The Batman, murdered many off the Henny, semi-

-auto track killer who’s wild like a batch of gorillas

I’ll tackle your village then pillage, son, I’m heartless

Rip your cartilage then disappear into the marshes

Popping a cartridge.

Rap artist, I’ve been neglected

Infectious, my necklace attracts the best chicks

From here to Texas, my sketches be treacherous

Fuck your guest list—we're rushing, flow disgusting

No discussion, drop bombs, talk firearms, form like

Voltron, words swarm like killer bees

Killing emcees with ease.

Nigga, please.

U.G.'s

A natural, quick to smack you.

Who wanna battle?

What?!?

Who’s my niggas?

Are you my niggas?

U.G., I’m trying to get this loot, my niggas

If you got the gat, cock and shoot, my niggas

Life or death?

Which one will you choose, my niggas?

Who’s my nigga?

Are you my nigga?

U.G.

Come on, let’s get this loot, my nigga

If you got the gat, cock and shoot, my nigga

Life or death?

Which one will you choose, my nigga?

Yeah, yo

Demolish knowledge like astrologist, flows brolic

Hold your wallet, blow chronic, Flow-

-stradamus deep like the mind of Islamics

I’m ill like convicts with double life, hit your bubble twice

I hit your feathers.

My status severs, leaves you Headless

Like The Horseman, blow a portion of your face off

This ain’t a cakewalk.

I’ll spray talk like assault rifles

My thought slice through your feeble mind.

Optimus Prime

Roll out with my gold out, holding a stout

In my left hand.

Nike headbands and new kicks

UG spits automatically, mental

Capacity of computers ‘fore I bruise your

Whole future, shoot ya in the roof of

Your head piece—rest in pieces, hold Jesus

Flow devious/D.V.-ous like Alias Khrist, nailing your wife

You’re stupid?

Nick Wiz, let’s get this loot, kid

Who’s my niggas?

Are you my niggas?

U.G., I’m trying to get this loot, my niggas

If you got the gat, cock and shoot, my niggas

Life or death?

Which one will you choose, my niggas?

Who’s my nigga?

Are you my nigga?

U.G.

Come on, let’s get this loot, my nigga

If you got the gat, cock and shoot, my nigga

Life or death?

Which one will you choose, my nigga?

Battlestar

Galactica, slashing ya like inmates in Attica

Tackle your mindstate, I rhyme great from The Crime State

Where niggas pump drugs or pump slugs comes

UG the Invincible, rhyme pro, verbal nine blow

Nickelodeon slime flow, my shines glow

Like lanterns in catacombs, baffle your dome

Rattle your home like earthquakes when I’m speaking

Leave you leaking.

My jewels flash like a beacon on

Airfields, bare steel rip through the specialist

Got fetishes for bow-legged broads with breasteses

The best at this—remember my name.

Dismember and maim

Delivering pain insane—this ain’t a game, kid

Who’s my niggas?

Are you my niggas?

U.G., I’m trying to get this loot, my niggas

If you got the gat, cock and shoot, my niggas

Life or death?

Which one will you choose, my niggas?

Who’s my nigga?

Are you my nigga?

U.G.

Come on, let’s get this loot, my nigga

If you got the gat, cock and shoot, my nigga

Life or death?

Which one will you choose, my nigga?