Hang \'em High
[Chorus: Babyface Fensta]Hang 'em high, hit 'em lowThe rifle men, Crying FreemanImbecile, incarceration only made me a better criminalHang 'em high, hit 'em lowHang 'em high, hit 'em lowHang 'em high, hit 'em low, low, low[Babyface Fensta]Your dialogue, don't paint a real vivid pictureJust oodles and noodles, ain't it sad?Like living, with rats, roaches, and having an abusive dadSome niggas is mad, I did the knowledge to a jewel & ran with itNow I spit it, like it ain't no shittedStripe for mastery, culprits jealousySeatings clearly, like how sheisty and greedy niggas could beSuppose to be family, must be, a bad connectionReflection, resembles, Deacon FrostBlood suckers, the price of fame it costStakes is high, sky's the limitI'm in it to win it, a forerunner like ToyotaBuy a bulk, or stack a chunk of my cheddarFuck a trendsetter, another sound bwoy dyingCompliments chain letter, Shanghai killingChico sticks and gangster flicksBoston baked beans and other white meatTaste defeat, cuz you ain't sweating itI'm letting it be known, only condone, real works of artAssalent left no evidence, assassins don't leave fingerprintsIt's a given, those that trespass, are still livingPraise dart...[Chorus][Babyface Fensta]Heil Hitler, fuck Schindler, Fensta claps all criticsBlasphemer, your shoes are mathematicsLike them niggas avicating violenceRemember? Bad boys move in silenceCall me alias, information scarceA Manchu subdue your crew like the fluYou spic nigga cracker jewSlanted eye gook, hypocrite, you talk that shitBut don't walk it, 'member me from "Who's the Killer?"Mr. Sinister, verbally sharp like a daggerStagger opponents who swagger like thugsBraggadocious, you love money, teach the truthDon't preach to the youth about the wrong jewelsKeep your fantasy, give me reality any dayIn all actuality, music's a forum, use it wiselyIt's ok to entertain, but material gain only poisons the brainOf those influences, true riches is knowledge of selfA healthy servant of self worth, you're God by natureThat's why they hate cha, let's take back our turfGet up, stand up, fight for you birth right, fuck a platinum chainThem hoochies with coffin coochies, refrain from mind gamesAnd scheeming things, devils, using tricknologyTo get ahead in 'monopoly', I topple the economyCrash, your 'wheels of fortune', cuz you sell out if the 'price is right''Jeopardy', ya life, cuz a nigga'll smoke that iceNow you a 'hollywood square', running scaredLike Gregory Hines, prepare, for land minesThe redrum revisited...[Chorus][Outro: Babyface Fensta]Hang 'em high... hang 'em high...I want a fist full of fucking dollarsYo, dump nigga... burglar, burglar...