The One

[Chorus: x4]

He could be seen

He could be hit

He could be hit

He could be killed

Oh! You da one they lookin foe

[T-N-T]

Ah-yo! I see that nigga

I'm finna kill that nigga

Keep my finger on the trigga of my 40 cal

Make the the shot go BLOAW!

In the middle of the night, spark light for beef

I pack heat, fuck a fist fight

Trained assassin, master of all techniques

Do yo bitch ass while you sleep, wrap yo body up in bloody bed sheets

I leave no prints or signs of force injury

My element of surprise is advanced to kill

or pop is el-e-men-tury

Put 2 slugs in your memory

Your body goes slump, put yo ass in the trunk

Another corpse I must dump

[Chorus: x3]

[Mastamind]

If you could be touched you could be got

If i bust you might you might drop

Man see me later heavy weighters crush blocks

I can't believe these niggas tryna play my niggas,

killas runnin' down the street pullin AK triggas

We all took cover then took out mothafuckas

Always ready to die always on the look out for suckas

There's always retaliation after invasion

I guess i better stop whippin' out gats in they face then

Can't even hold it back can't even hold a strap

without wantin' to blow a hole in they back

I guess i better start leavin dead and quiet

'Cause if they silent, won't be so much bloodshed in the riots

[Chorus: x4]