Point Of No Return

As I anticipate some murder, I come hard like a cellblock
I'm rated OG, this ain't no flick, yet I still drop
Drama for your ass, controller of my masses
And I'ma continue to blast when these niggas they wanna be has beens
Let's take a trip through ghetto (why?)
I'm placing bets, this ain't no threat

Keep the clips of my Uzi dripping sweat when I hit the set
You couldn't see me if I sparkled like a diamond
Treating niggas like a stranger on an island when the boys rhyming
From A to Z, ain't no letter that can frame me
Untamed like the wild, plus I'll never reveal my name B

Knock, knock, who is it? I'm paying visits, it's Swizzit
That nigga with the murderous equipment, my seven digits
Is 187 to 11, now I got my nine
Aiming for your brain, insane is my frame of mind
You wanna come and get me, not

I'm packing double Glocks, getting crowded in a room full of warlocks
I'm too hot, I'm poison like Ivy and I'll be
Itching for a killing when I step into my state of cap peeling
Your mind is a terrible thing to waste
I bring trouble, trouble I bring so don't try to swing my way, okay

Yo, it's the murderistic flow, the murderistic flow
We at the point of no return and letting you hoe ass niggas know
It's the murderistic flow, the murderistic flow
We at the point of no return and letting you hoe ass niggas know
It's the murderistic flow, the murderistic flow
We at the point of no return and letting you hoe ass niggas know
It's the murderistic flow, the murderistic flow
We at the point of no return and letting you hoe ass niggas know, mayne

You should know I can't be fucked with, so enter my asylum
Get ballistic, be a statistic in thorough's murder column
Got 'em spooked like The Omen from the shit that I be flowing
Knowing that they phony, I ain't sweating them running up on me
They'll get done, on the one, two, three, four, five

Six, seven, eight, nine millimeter drain your blood by the liter
Be my lyrical lord, watch how niggas will get floored
When I begin to spray rhymes like an AK
Drama for you punks, now watch how far these fools get
It's the crave dick I flow with a madman's twist

For kicks, I do cliques, so slipping is a sin
It's the evil within that makes me lethal with a pen
No love, no fear, so you all be fair game
If anybody gon' move, everybody'll get slain
So go ahead and get gung-ho and I'ma let my gun go bang

'Cause the slang is sinister as I administer poetry
Uh, to punish my-, let me run it by again
Player, you get no ends as I begin to break
And take suckers to meet they maker
Creator of the flavor, two cars, ill behavior

Yo, it's the murderistic flow, the murderistic flow
We at the point of no return and letting you hoe ass niggas know
It's the murderistic flow, the murderistic flow
We at the point of no return and letting you hoe ass niggas know
It's the murderistic flow, the murderistic flow
We at the point of no return and letting you hoe ass niggas know
It's the murderistic flow, the murderistic flow
We at the point of no return and letting you hoe ass niggas know, mayne

You wanna run up? You get done up by sun up
Niggas, my Glock's cocked, it's all about karma
Some busters die trying to try that O.S.C
Anyways you're looking at you not stepping up to no rookie, niggas
Nine times out of ten, you're getting done in by some maniac killers
AK-47 second weapon when I homicide

Suicidal thoughts from sunny side makes me drive by
Some mark ass niggas running and ducking, but wind up shit out of luck
Just time to break, no time to pray, so niggas put 'em up
One ruthless nigga on a mission through these city streets
Jacking and killing's what you meet when destruction greets

So when you roll, I would advise to keep your eyes peeled
Come down four deep, you on the creep and keep your hands on steel
Straight out the parts of Bricker Park where niggas'll take you fast
And after dark, you've seen the sparks from the gats I blast
But that won't last, see, I pick up my cash then flee the scene

Turn on the screen, now it's one times after me
Is this a dream, or maybe I'm tripping off of this chronic high?
And if it's real, I have to kill just to stay alive
See, on the streets, be the jacker or get jacked, player
We on a mission choosing victims, let me take you there

Yo, it's the murderistic flow, the murderistic flow
We at the point of no return and letting you hoe ass niggas know
It's the murderistic flow, the murderistic flow
We at the point of no return and letting you hoe ass niggas know
It's the murderistic flow, the murderistic flow
We at the point of no return and letting you hoe ass niggas know
It's the murderistic flow, the murderistic flow
We at the point of no return and letting you hoe ass niggas know, mayne