U-God, Jackpot Scotty Wotty , Ghostface Killah - Train Trussle lyrics

I'm the best ever
I'm the most brutal and vicious
And most ruthless champion there's ever been
There's no one can stop me
There's never been nobody who could -
I'm Sonny Liston, I'm Jack Dempsey
There's no one like me i'm from their cloth
There's no one who can match me
Praise be to Allah!

Just jewels, no crew heavy
My inside pants lay
Come packing like two machetes, one ratchet
Two clubs and a mask
Jumping out a green rover
Niggas balling me down
That's when I reached over
Figured they ain't got no manners
Young boys round here
They don't know my status
See niggas looking for a full time jack move
But they don't know
That these blades here crack dudes
Give it to them quick
Something like fast food
Take a nigga gun like, you gon' blast who?
Cinderella girl, fronting in them glass shoes
Homo thug, bitch ass nigga, I smash you
You mad, 'cause you rocking a shit bag
Smelling like piss
When it popped, ya click ran
You fucking with powerful men
Come value your business, it ain't all gravy
You pussy niggas, you'se the Avon lady
Fuck you we scuffle, raps and cracks
It's a known hood hustle
Through the bus stop, under the train trussle
Forty five degrees, divide the block muscle
Stay on your side, or get your life bubbled
We tussle, raps and cracks
It's a known hood hustle
Through the bus stop, under the train trussle
Forty five degrees, divide the block muscle
Stay on your side, or get your wig knuckled

Yo, I hit 'em up with the snubs
Puff the bigger buds
So sinister, a John Dillinger, yeah
I've been a thug
Fire all cylinders, swing with gritty love
Smooth talk, watch a moonwalk up in the club
I'm like Michael Jackson without
The glitter glove
Go get it for sure, that's right, a jitterbug
A minister of death, came back to finish ya
At the tip of the missile, a fish
You been a scud
That's right, it's in my blood, damn
What's in them drugs
They make you spit slugs
Leave marks in the floor
Yo, I stomp through the yard
I march through the hall
Charles Bronson them hard
Jack Johnson your jaw
If I sell out, yo, I'm copping some more
Get the hell out, or I'm popping the four
Shell pour out, big boxes of bullets
Your snotbox is bust
When I cock to the fullest
We scuffle, raps and cracks
It's a known hood hustle
Through the bus stop, under the train trussle
Forty five degrees, divide the block muscle
Stay on your side, or get your life bubbled
We tussle, raps and cracks
It's a known hood hustle
Through the bus stop, under the train trussle
Forty five degrees, divide the block muscle
Stay on your side, or get your wig knuckled

Consider me pissed off
Them swiners better throw in they hog trough
'Fore I blast the hot shot of Smirnoff
Rhymes contrast to an airplane crash
I precede the aftermath of an acid bath
Take a leap from the Hyatt
And walk home bloody from a riot
And still stay chubby on a diet
Chicken in Michigan
Get ya head crushed with a Michelin
It's obvious, the God ain't settling
Reputation and ego
Buried in ghetto cathedrals blow the Ruger
Brothers wanna through rubbles
Rock fight avalanches and ambushing
Contaminated bitches
Dirty dishes and dope pushes
I dreamt plus I get a
Rush from a toilet flush
It wasn't us, it was Paul and his brother
Uncle and four cousins
They had to die like the Dirty Dozen
I guzzle punks like 22's
Embezzle words and verbs
And interval avenues
It's important to be caution
Click of this magnitude is remorseless
We eat the fucking cake without the frosting
Contents contained
Shackles his splattered brain
Ever since Killah Priest was ordained
I'm bringing back the revelry
I had with Beverly
And half of you corn niggas
Is greener than celery fuck outta here
We scuffle, raps and cracks
It's a known hood hustle
Through the bus stop, under the train trussle
Forty five degrees, divide the block muscle
Stay on your side, or get your life bubbled
We tussle, raps and cracks
It's a known hood hustle
Through the bus stop, under the train trussle
Forty five degrees, divide the block muscle
Stay on your side, or get your wig knuckled
We scuffle, raps and cracks
It's a known hood hustle
Through the bus stop, under the train trussle
Forty five degrees, divide the block muscle
Stay on your side, or get your life bubbled
We tussle, raps and cracks
It's a known hood hustle
Through the bus stop, under the train trussle
Forty five degrees, divide the block muscle
Stay on your side, or get your wig knuckled

My style is impetuous
My defense is impregnable
And I'm just ferocious, I want your heart
Praise be to Allah!