Оригинален текст
(Chorus x 2)
Who am I? Scar mother fking face
Who am I? A to the mother fking K
Who am I? Belo mother fking Zero
Who am I? Ain't Ready to Die
(Scarface)
Who the fk am I?
A born killer with no conscience
Leaving with holes in their heads unconscience
No second chances
Cos in this game no one advances
You made your move and fked up now the devil dances
No scrilla for this just murderers with blocks
To run up on their d*ck and hit em and get em hot
With a 357 slug pointed at your nose
Left a blood mess and a note stuck between your toes
You fk with me nigg* you're fking with the warrior
Anybody destroying you're packing the sig sauer
Putting off in body bags cos in this game you take no prisoners
Leave it in blood Hare Krishna
Nobody's breathing stuck on getting even
You die this evening insanity gon be my reason
I trail fill and kill
I introduce the ways that are wicked to real
(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 b*tch 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 fk 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 fk am I? Is the question you ask
Can't be touched or fked with is all you need to know
It's 1998 plus you girls got to go
And y'all cain't fk 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 talking loud like we been stealing this s**t
Just say you hate me c*ck the bulls**t don't you grip on my d*ck
It's Belo Zero mother fkers same sick as* nut
Drink a brew and smoke some weed and blow your b*tch as* up
I put in work so recognise I carry my s**t on my chest
More respect and I neglect to come up back with the vest
I never seen a thousand soldiers h*t the dirt on your roll
fk your chief and all the soldiers I'm a king on my own
I'm coming with force down with Big Chief nigg* Rapalot style
Grip sixteens and triple beams will leave that as* on the pile
Walk on down and see the light cos I'm not faking the s**t
I told you once that I'm a soldier I'm just taking your s**t
Now who am I a born killer nigg* fk what you heard
I'm too delirious and serious I ain't like a nerd
fk around and call the coroner dig your whole as* up
Separate your head from the spam and leave your b*tch as* stuck
nigg*...
(Chorus x 2)
(N.A.R.D)
Retaliation is a must
I see 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 fked 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 girls 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 nigg* with a black chrome on the seat
In the dark zone it's on
And hell yeah I used to push packs
Taking straps and pimping girls in 'lacs
Matter of fact this s**t I rap about I did before
See it ain't no studio mother fker just stepping through these doors
(Chorus x 2)
We can't be fked 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