Heltah Skeltah - Hellz Kitchen Lyrics

Listen, if I die tonight
Don't stress yourself bitching
Cuz a big Thanksgiving size plate waiting
For me in Hellz Kitchen
Hell's Angels gon' do my bidding
Like I'm Charlie's Devil's rejects
He kicked me out for robbing zombies
And I'm right back like I forgot my keys
On the block slinging shots for cheese
That's a fair trade
A hustle's a hustle, my hustle is muscle
We dump til you buckle
Leave you fiending fuckers in puddles
None of you wanna dance with the devil
Save me the last dance been a gat man since
Marques Houston was Batman you Della Reese
Get smacked with a top of a trash can
I'm quick, nah, bitch
Not quick like ya last mans
Sackman street slaughterhouse
Spartan savagery
Murder muthafuckas, monster mashary
Assault and battery
At the least, B, I promise, you haters
I show you grocery, without a bodega
You bitch bastards
Will heat your bird, rotisserie ducks
Not just birds, we heating all beef up
Not just beef, we heating these streets up
Don't stop there, we heat whole cities up
Why stop there, we heat countries up
All off the heat off one CD, yup
Can't take the heat
Get up out of this bitching
I'm welcoming real niggas to Hellz Kitchen
Listen

Yo, peep the food for thought
If food were thoughts
I'd be Lean Cuisine, you Mushu Pork
Napoleon complex, pa, you too short
Can't, rock with the God
Nor box with the God
Listen, I paid my dues, I'm paid, my shoes
Cost so much to look at 'em
Charge pay-per-view
My gun game crazy, the fifth spit I
Kill man, woman & child, ala Chris Benoit
Sean Price
Is not the brokest rapper you know
Blow G's on trees, rolling tobacco and smoke
Puff my trees, don't fuck with P
You a new born I'm dealing
With these plus degrees peace God
You see my success? I'm trying to succeed
You niggas suck cess in blunts and suck seeds
This is the Boot Camp Show, I'm your host
Most definite, the best in ya
Row, coast to coast, p

I'm just gon' say it, yo
We the hardest tag team ever
You better than them niggas
'Catraz and P? Never
Disrespect us if you wanna
Get ya teeth messed up
Deal with angry Robert Blake
That's the mean Beretta
We Da Incredible Rap Team
Muthafucking rap G's
Suckas never catch me, up in
Them slim ass jeans, ya'll some bustas
I think you gay, you might be
Catching giant balls on your head
Like you David Karee

Yo, Kanye West welcomed niggas
To the Good Life sean stay stressed
Welcome niggas to a hood knife
Niggas ain't crazy
They ain't ready for a hood fight
Rock a bye baby, with the eighty, pa
Good night
Pa, you the shook type, know your kind
Niggas like you, ain't even supposed to rhyme
Listen, I used your CD for a coaster
BCCC, Sean P and I toast ya