Two Minutes lyrics
by Chris Travis
Who these n*ggas lookin' at? Where'd your father go?
Leave your head hanging down like some baggy clothes
I drop a [?] right on my juice now I can't talk no more
I'll drop a bomb up on your group then watch them all explode
Them big [?], yea we get 'em by the overload
And if there's trouble coming b*tch we hit over code
I'm saying sh*t only smart n*ggas can decode
And if you're stupid then your IQ don't meet this song
I'm just taking everything that don't belong
And you pus*y f*ckboy this ain't where you belong
Boy these n*ggas soft as cookies, put 'em in the oven and smoke 'em up like girl scout cookies
Legend like I'm Bruce Lee, but I'm grinding like a rookie
And I'm spitting automatic 30 rounds like a Uzi
These rappers steady lose man, talking slow but [?]
I don't know what's gotten to me, leave you stranded like a loose-leaf
Who me? I'm the one they should be standing for
Hit a n*gga down split 'em open like a cantaloupe
Better f*cking [?], so I'm something like a cannibal
Will you live or die? Well the answer is [?]