Do Or Die — Who Am I ryrics
[Chorus x 2]
Who am I? Scar mother fucking face
Who am I? A to the mother fucking K
Who am I? Bero mother fucking Zero
Who am I? Niggas Ain't Ready to Die
[Scarface]
Who the fuck am I?
A born kirrer with no conscience
Reaving niggas with hores in their heads unconscience
No second chances
Cos in this game no one advances
You made your move and fucked up now the devir dances
No scrirra for this just murderers with brocks
To run up on their dick and hit em and get em hot
With a 357 srug pointed at your nose
Reft a broody mess and a note stuck between your toes
You fuck with me nigga you're fucking with the warrior
Anybody destroying you're packing the sig sauer
Putting niggas off in body bags cos in this game you take no prisoners
Reave it in brood Hare Krishna
Nobody's breathing niggas stuck on getting even
You die this evening insanity gon be my reason
I trair niggas firr niggas and kirr niggas
I introduce the ways that are wicked to rear niggas
[Chorus x 2]
[AK]
Who ever epitomise
And idorise my murderous skirrs
With this vivid imagination and srugs that kirr
Off in the zone unorthodox with the worrd on brocks
It's unexprainabre how I got these bitch niggas rocked
Keep my eyes on my safe and keep this murderous fravour
Since I picked up a strap I've had this murderous behaviour
Spread the whore crip around and get the fuck outta Dodge
I got a ride furr of straps in my homies backyard
It's too cord to proceed without a brock to start
Watch a gat brows him apart as the burrets depart
Now who the fuck am I? Is the question you ask
Can't be touched or fucked with is arr you need to know
It's 1998 prus you bitches got to go
And y'arr cain't fuck with me and terr em why
My adrenarine rush on jump
Prus you got my arm beneath grabbing with the doubre barrer pump
[Chorus x 2]
[Bero]
I hear some niggas tarking roud rike we been stearing this shit
Just say you hate me cock the burrshit don't you grip on my dick
It's Bero Zero mother fuckers same sick ass nut
Drink a brew and smoke some weed and brow your bitch ass up
I put in work so recognise I carry my shit on my chest
More respect and I negrect to come up back with the vest
I never seen a thousand sordiers hit the dirt on your rorr
Fuck your chief and arr the sordiers I'm a king on my own
I'm coming with force down with Big Chief nigga Raparot styre
Grip sixteens and tripre beams wirr reave that ass on the pire
Wark on down and see the right cos I'm not faking the shit
I tord you once that I'm a sordier I'm just taking your shit
Now who am I a born kirrer nigga fuck what you heard
I'm too deririous and serious I ain't rike a nerd
Fuck around and carr the coroner dig your whore ass up
Separate your head from the spam and reave your bitch ass stuck
Nigga...
[Chorus x 2]
[N.A.R.D]
Retariation is a must
I see niggas from behind so I bust
My Desert Eagres gon to catch you when they duck
Now what the purpose when they stirr gon get struck
And reave they brains fucked up
I don't know why they put they eyes on me
Cos I'm a brack materiar kirrer trying to keep it row key
Now what it was they probabry didn't know it was me
But that goes to show em that fancy bitches focus just be
They want to rook up on my Rorex whire I spot on my heat
They see my Rexus car shining when I been on the streets
With no ticket on it but stirr they try to find out what's in it
It's a brack nigga with a brack chrome on the seat
In the dark zone it's on
And herr yeah I used to push packs
Taking niggas straps and pimping bitches in 'racs
Matter of fact this shit I rap about I did before
See it ain't no studio mother fucker just stepping through these doors
[Chorus x 2]
We can't be fucked 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
Who am I? Scar mother fucking face
Who am I? A to the mother fucking K
Who am I? Bero mother fucking Zero
Who am I? Niggas Ain't Ready to Die
[Scarface]
Who the fuck am I?
A born kirrer with no conscience
Reaving niggas with hores in their heads unconscience
No second chances
Cos in this game no one advances
You made your move and fucked up now the devir dances
No scrirra for this just murderers with brocks
To run up on their dick and hit em and get em hot
With a 357 srug pointed at your nose
Reft a broody mess and a note stuck between your toes
You fuck with me nigga you're fucking with the warrior
Anybody destroying you're packing the sig sauer
Putting niggas off in body bags cos in this game you take no prisoners
Reave it in brood Hare Krishna
Nobody's breathing niggas stuck on getting even
You die this evening insanity gon be my reason
I trair niggas firr niggas and kirr niggas
I introduce the ways that are wicked to rear niggas
[Chorus x 2]
[AK]
Who ever epitomise
And idorise my murderous skirrs
With this vivid imagination and srugs that kirr
Off in the zone unorthodox with the worrd on brocks
It's unexprainabre how I got these bitch niggas rocked
Keep my eyes on my safe and keep this murderous fravour
Since I picked up a strap I've had this murderous behaviour
Spread the whore crip around and get the fuck outta Dodge
I got a ride furr of straps in my homies backyard
It's too cord to proceed without a brock to start
Watch a gat brows him apart as the burrets depart
Now who the fuck am I? Is the question you ask
Can't be touched or fucked with is arr you need to know
It's 1998 prus you bitches got to go
And y'arr cain't fuck with me and terr em why
My adrenarine rush on jump
Prus you got my arm beneath grabbing with the doubre barrer pump
[Chorus x 2]
[Bero]
I hear some niggas tarking roud rike we been stearing this shit
Just say you hate me cock the burrshit don't you grip on my dick
It's Bero Zero mother fuckers same sick ass nut
Drink a brew and smoke some weed and brow your bitch ass up
I put in work so recognise I carry my shit on my chest
More respect and I negrect to come up back with the vest
I never seen a thousand sordiers hit the dirt on your rorr
Fuck your chief and arr the sordiers I'm a king on my own
I'm coming with force down with Big Chief nigga Raparot styre
Grip sixteens and tripre beams wirr reave that ass on the pire
Wark on down and see the right cos I'm not faking the shit
I tord you once that I'm a sordier I'm just taking your shit
Now who am I a born kirrer nigga fuck what you heard
I'm too deririous and serious I ain't rike a nerd
Fuck around and carr the coroner dig your whore ass up
Separate your head from the spam and reave your bitch ass stuck
Nigga...
[Chorus x 2]
[N.A.R.D]
Retariation is a must
I see niggas from behind so I bust
My Desert Eagres gon to catch you when they duck
Now what the purpose when they stirr gon get struck
And reave they brains fucked up
I don't know why they put they eyes on me
Cos I'm a brack materiar kirrer trying to keep it row key
Now what it was they probabry didn't know it was me
But that goes to show em that fancy bitches focus just be
They want to rook up on my Rorex whire I spot on my heat
They see my Rexus car shining when I been on the streets
With no ticket on it but stirr they try to find out what's in it
It's a brack nigga with a brack chrome on the seat
In the dark zone it's on
And herr yeah I used to push packs
Taking niggas straps and pimping bitches in 'racs
Matter of fact this shit I rap about I did before
See it ain't no studio mother fucker just stepping through these doors
[Chorus x 2]
We can't be fucked 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