I Got U - Spooks

One, two!

Achoo!

Bless you!

I got you!

Caught you and taught you!

Matter fact, here take two

Pits of flesh, political palm picked and gone

Spooks with Uz', ice picks, blades and tools

Listen fool, the revolution is cool

We leave clans in pools of blood

Let 'em all scrub to thug

Bustin' for love, (?) and mud and bloody rugs

Screamin' on cats, we spit in your face, blast back!

The Spooks put politicians in bags and (?)

Ay yo my crew chased you down, outside your compound

Now we got you in the four point hold, on the ground

Whoop, hand me that barbed wire, now your arms and legs are bound

Hey Vengeance, pass me that scalpel now

Relax!

Close your eyes as the sound of my voice penetrates

Submission is your only choice, to avoid the pain

'Cause I don’t want no lip as I slip this microchip in your brain!

Go 'head, look, I know you’re thinkin' «;Who's behind me?»;

«;Oh my God it’s Water Water and no one’s ever gonna find me!»;

I got your brains pushin', head in the frame

In a case not far over, head of the flames

Hangin' over the fire, I know y’all hope I retire

But all y’all gettin' is open fire!

Ga ga!

Spray down, stay down, lay down

Y’all niggas said we was commercial, what y’all gon' say now?!

Rectangle, sugar Shane pound mc’s and mangle

Bending you back and bitch spank you!

A Grammy?!

Fuck you talkin' 'bout?

I’m tappin' your chin!

See you at a club for no reason, tap it again

This ball bully mc’s, we buildin' 'em Greek

Large like Tiger Wood’s teeth when chewin' on beef

Take you 'round the block, bring you back, tie the knots

He bitch man, slap your whole block, moms and pops

I ain’t gon' lie though, brothers got a lotta bravado

But can’t back it up with the skills, they playin' lotto

With they careers, when they step to me on the streets

On stage or over beats you can’t engage the heat

>From this etherial thriller, mysterious serving guerilla

Stalk you with the sick precision of a serial killer

Record your routine, I watch you from the day to the night

Calculatin' when it might be the best time to strike!

They keep callin' my name!

Water Water, come smack the whack in the back

With a Louisville Ax Slugger

Then slash the jugular

Hit your back rawdog with no rubber

He’s a dirty mawfucka!

Won’t last long, that’s what my momma turned and told my daddy when I was born

I got your neck in a noose, damn right I’m flexin' my juice

Shut your mouth nigga, that’s an excuse