(feat. Scarface)
[Chorus x 2]
Who am I? Scar mother $#&@ing face

Who am I? A to the mother $#&@ing K
Who am I? Belo mother $#&@ing Zero
Who am I? ^!$$%s Ain't Ready to Die


[Scarface]
Who the $#&@ am I?

A born killer with no conscience
Leaving ^!$$%s with holes in their heads unconscience
No second chances

Cos in this game no one advances
You made your move and $#&@ed up now the devil dances
No scrilla for this just murderers with blocks

To run up on their dick and hit em and get em hot
With a 357 slug pointed at your nose
Left a bloody mess and a note stuck between your toes

You $#&@ with me ^!$$% you're $#&@ing with the warrior
Anybody destroying you're packing the sig sauer
Putting ^!$$%s off in body bags cos in this game you take no

prisoners
Leave it in blood Hare Krishna
Nobody's breathing ^!$$%s stuck on getting even

You die this evening insanity gon be my reason
I trail ^!$$%s fill ^!$$%s and kill ^!$$%s
I introduce the ways that are wicked to real ^!$$%s


[Chorus x 2]


[AK]
Who ever epitomise
And idolise my murderous skills

With this vivid imagination and slugs that kill
Off in the zone unorthodox with the world on blocks
It's unexplainable how I got these (*##$ ^!$$%s locked

Keep my eyes on my safe and keep this murderous flavour
Since I picked up a strap I've had this murderous behaviour
Spread the whole clip around and get the $#&@ outta Dodge

I got a ride full of straps in my homies backyard
It's too cold to proceed without a block to start
Watch a gat blows him apart as the bullets depart

Now who the $#&@ am I? Is the question you ask
Can't be touched or $#&@ed with is all you need to know
It's 1998 plus you (*##$es got to go

And y'all cain't $#&@ with me and tell em why
My adrenaline rush on jump
Plus you got my arm beneath grabbing with the double barrel

pump

[Chorus x 2]


[Belo]
I hear some ^!$$%s talking loud like we been stealing this

%#@!
Just say you hate me @@#! the bull%#@! don't you grip on my
dick

It's Belo Zero mother $#&@ers same sick $$# nut
Drink a brew and smoke some weed and blow your (*##$ $$# up
I put in work so recognise I carry my %#@! on my chest

More respect and I neglect to come up back with the vest
I never seen a thousand soldiers hit the dirt on your roll
$#&@ your chief and all the soldiers I'm a king on my own

I'm coming with force down with Big Chief ^!$$% Rapalot style
Grip sixteens and triple beams will leave that $$# on the
pile

Walk on down and see the light cos I'm not faking the %#@!
I told you once that I'm a soldier I'm just taking your %#@!
Now who am I a born killer ^!$$% $#&@ what you heard

I'm too delirious and serious I ain't like a nerd
$#&@ around and call the coroner dig your whole $$# up
Separate your head from the spam and leave your (*##$ $$#

stuck
^!$$%...


[Chorus x 2]

[N.A.R.D]
Retaliation is a must
I see ^!$$%s from behind so I bust

My Desert Eagles gon to catch you when they duck
Now what the purpose when they still gon get struck
And leave they brains $#&@ed up
I don't know why they put they eyes on me
Cos I'm a black material killer trying to keep it low key

Now what it was they probably didn't know it was me
But that goes to show em that fancy (*##$es focus just be
They want to look up on my Rolex while I spot on my heat
They see my Lexus car shining when I been on the streets
With no ticket on it but still they try to find out what's in

it
It's a black ^!$$% with a black chrome on the seat
In the dark zone it's on
And hell yeah I used to push packs
Taking ^!$$%s straps and pimping (*##$es in 'lacs

Matter of fact this %#@! I rap about I did before
See it ain't no studio mother $#&@er just stepping through these
doors

[Chorus x 2]


We can't be $#&@ed with we can't be touched
Cos the drama that we bring is just too much it's just too
much
Do Or Die Do Or Die
Cos the drama that we bring is just too much it's just too much