INSTINCT - Intellectual

[Intro: 2003MILITIA]

I-i-instinct, there's a soul to compete with

IRAQ, what the fuck?

Ayuh, ayuh, ay

Why you keep on talkin'? T-t-t-tell him pull up wit' that

Pull up wit the K, I pull up wit' the motherfucking gat

Everything I do, uh, is for a fucking reason

Pull up to your crib, uh, you talkin' up this season

Stupid motherfucker, you're always talkin' bout that bitch

N-n-no you're not me, k-k-keep on talkin' bout that bitch

G-g-gettin money, uh, uh, gettin' money, uh

I-I-I be lonely, uh, in the fog

Ayo

B-b-bundle up the limbs I'm gonna hide them in my shed now

Why you keep on talkin', motherfuckers want a handout

You're a goofy bitch you shoulda left before i found out

Wanna rip your organs from your body, you're so lovely

You won't catch me lacking 'cause im strapped up like the purgе, uh

Throw you in electric chair you're gonna feel thе surge

Punch a faggot twitch I had to get rid of this urge, uh

I ain't ever gonna die and if I do it will emerge, uh

Posted up with Necrosociety on the-

P-p-p-posted up with Necrosociety on the verge

Maxed ammo

60 magazines in the fucking redneck

Gunshots in the block, you can hear them

Dressed in all black, you can’t fucking see us (yuh, yuh)

[?], you can’t fucking beat us (no you fucking can't)

No you fucking can't

I'ma shoot your fuckin head

I'm a killer [?] with a fucking gun

I-i-instinct, there's a soul to compete with