Payin’ Dues lyrics

[Verse 1: Keith Nut]
Holy Christ, I leave rappers' souls as cold as ice
I'm like a poltergeist when I strike, turning men to mice
Breakin' the law, city urban tower without a four
Bringin' the raw homicidal lyrics that clear the floor
n*ggas thought they seen the last of this, project poet assassinist
Whose status is never havin' to clappin' clips
Have to black-on-black some sh*t, attractive accentes
Life luxury packin', stackin', backin', just mackin' it
Runnin' with drugs and dealers, thugs and killers
Slugs in villas, black gorillas and million dollar billers
Microphone nemesis, murder affiliate
Lyricists get dissed, dismissed, thrown off the premises
Poetically mugged, pedigree's incredibly
Movin' steadily, thoroughly, clippin', you somethin' terribly
Keith Nut, one of the last to go
One of the last to flow, one of the last n*ggas to blow

[Hook: Armageddon]
Now who them n*ggas that be breaking rules? (T. Squad)
Now who them n*ggas that be paying dues? (Keith Nut)
Now who them n*ggas that be roamin' the town
Blowin' a pound, since day one, holdin' it down
Now who them n*ggas that be breaking rules? (T. Squad)
Now who them n*ggas that be paying dues? ('Geaddon)
Now who them n*ggas that be roamin' the town
Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it down
[Verse 2: Armageddon]
I'm here to reclaim my respect
Reppin' the set that be bangin' my chest
T.S., the God's medallion, tombstone and begets
Alone and wet, I blow my own TEC
Ever had beef with 'Geadd and hold no regrets
Then you was no threat, I go to Death blessed with God's heed
And drop a gem on your melon so hard it make you knock-knee
And my plot's greed, my theme's murder
My climax is when the heat from the burner
Blast me the wings to go further
n*gga, the century's turnin' and I went out of patience
You think you hard, that .44 blast, it clouds your concentration
Again, think about it, before my gun hollers
And kill everything around 'em even if you bought the album
Enforce the power with guns, dollars and politics
Start a baby apocalypse when my .44 c*ck can spit
Pops in and out your skin, breakin' through sound and wind
Piercin' the meat and boning your sister back out again

[Hook: Armageddon]
Now who them n*ggas that be breaking rules? (T. Squad)
Now who them n*ggas that be paying dues? (Keith Nut)
Now who them n*ggas that be roamin' the town
Blowin' a pound, since day one, holdin' it down
Now who them n*ggas that be breaking rules? (T. Squad)
Now who them n*ggas that be paying dues? ('Geaddon)
Now who them n*ggas that be roamin' the town
Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it down
[Verse 3: Keith Nut]
Next n*gga treason's gonna meet the demons
Left for his mama grievin' when I squeeze the Desert Eag'
And cease his breathin', wreck your set
Make the average rapper wish for death
Clap him at the chest, bless him with the Wesson
Hope you got your vest, Keith's the last to test
The last to gasp for breath, send you on a crash course to death
When I blast the TEC, Terror faculty
Known for fillin' cavities gradually, stackin' G's
Sippin' D'Acquerys, livin happily rapidly

[Verse 4: Armageddon]
I don't give a f*ck, all I could do with my life
Was pitch my luck, act sheist when they look at us
That's the price when you cruise a truck
And I'd advise you to analyze us, find out who you can trust
Rival me plus memorize the eyes of the dudes you bust
You never know when it's over, rise up out of the tomb and dust
The movin' slug was smoothly touched before you recognized who he was
And I recognize who you plug for doin' the sh*t that stupid does
My cats gon' shoot them slugs
Send 'em things right through yo' mug

[Hook: Armageddon]
Now who them n*ggas that be breaking rules? (T. Squad)
Now who them n*ggas that be paying dues? (Keith Nut)
Now who them n*ggas that be roamin' the town
Blowin' a pound, since day one, holdin' it down
Now who them n*ggas that be breaking rules? (T. Squad)
Now who them n*ggas that be paying dues? ('Geaddon)
Now who them n*ggas that be roamin' the town
Blowin' a pound, since day one holdin' it down