Yeah, we goin` platinum ni**a, Platinum
Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherf**ker
We got my ni**a Treach from Naughty by Nature in this motherf**ker
My ni**a Apache up in this motherf**ker

My Mossberg goes boom, gimme room, can I catch it
Talkin` quick and then I vic just tryin` to keep from gettin` blasted
I had enough I put a hit upon them bastards
Boo ya, turned a snitch into a casket
Now they after me, prowling for a ni**az bucks

Time to see, who`s the G, with the bigger nuts
Buck buck, big up and livin` reckless
Ni**az with a death wish step in with a Tec
And I`ll wet this, yeah an` this s**t is hyper
Two to one I`m writing representing and I`m striking like a viper

Huh, I got my mind made up, I got my nine
Ring the alarm, and strong arm must run
Some ni**az need to feel me with a passion
I`m old fashioned, run up on me ni**a and get blasted
With five deadly venomz

Yeah `Pac, f**k that, still hittin` `em up
With that old deadly s**t
Aiyo Treach where you at?
Step up and hit they ass up with the wickedness

We come to hit you with a sock full of Brooklyn
To the Onyx of your nose, punk is funky like skunk blunts
Stunk like funk c**t
I come to take you on a war rough and rugged route

And if another doubts I blow your f**kin` mother out
And that`s the street scarred style
I shout I`m the MC with the nasty mouth, and kick the bitch out
Sue me? I pay the lawyer for ya oh boy yeah

Plus my style`s ten to twenty f**kin` pounds more
I take you quicker than a picture of a punk ya pickin` s**t
Pickin` pockets with a razor stoppin` Russian rockets
Not shoplift, I`m liftin` shop

Once you sound hot, `cause if you ain`t a perfect ten my sign is stop
It`s twenty mother crooked f**kin` styles in `em
Like women I did `em I`m in for deadly ready venom

Yeah, as I take a puff I get rough, Big Mad
To put it on, can`t none come tougher see
I`m down with the sound of the Squad hard, boom
Breakin` `em down, I make `em see their doom

Coming straight from the dome where I roam it`s a job to
Rob and steal and runnin` from the coppers
Who hold a, boulder, turn the gun controller
Started from a punk now to be a high roller

Youngest, reckless, crazy, disaster
Mac-11 blaster, and I run faster
Than a lot of cops I can`t be stopped till my head gets popped
A lot of f**kin` bodies will drop

It`s a disaster, I`m coming for the blood splatter
I make you scatter, leavin` trails of brains and bladders
Blowin` `em out the frame with no shame
Game tight, drop a body then get out of sight

Count my loot after I shoot, leave my kicks up and it`s
Something I don`t wanna do, somethin` that I never did
I try to get him, I think I hit `em, I lit him
He`s out, a poison, a deadly venom

Yeah Mad, f**k that, you know how we do
Know what I`m sayin`? Squad in effect, YG`z in effect
Now you know a ni**a like me gotta represent

Once again, back to rip s**t, quick on the flip tip
The psycho, represent the real to take the mic flow
Deadly, rock a head G, check the melody
Ni**az can`t touch me when I wreckin` G you better flee

`Cause I`m gifted with a jab and a forty-four Mag
So ni**a flip or take a trip in a body bag
Uh, boom you slipped up, now you`re zipped up
Yeah one more statistic, fronted and got ripped up

No joke, you be yolk, no matter how it sound
We`re taking over eight ni**az back to the stomping grounds
Line `em up single file, dome runnin in `em
A ni**a hit `em with the venom, the fourth deadly venom

Ni**a, you know what I`m sayin`? F**k that
I told you, we takin` over, yo `Pac

Five deadly venomz verse five be the livest
Strugglin` and strive, keep a nine in my waistline
Take mine, you better bury me, G
Punk ass ni**az don`t even worry me, see

I got a glock that say `Pac run the block
F**k the cops `cause my gauge gets me paid
As I sit and reminisce about the old days
Hugging on my AK, f**k getting played, hey

I say ni**az need to get they mind right
Until they do I pop a clip and grip my nine tight
Now it`s on everyday could be my last day
That`s why I blast on they ass as I past let the glass spray

First you had a mouth full of fronts
Now you`re mouth`s full of chunks
Pac`s out puffin` blunts
Deadly venomz

Ha ha ha, yeah pass that s**t over here
Apache `bout to clean s**t up

Throw up your middle finger, start the track for the maniac
Only thing I`m givin` out is black donuts and dirty backs
Let me tell how you rough I get
I pop s**t behind your back get in your face and pop the same s**t

You can`t get in because my gate`s bigger I`ma snake ni**a
My act guards me so hard I pull the f**kin` trigger
I`m a section to clinch your porch is like a pinch
Test a rhyme I`ll knock your hairline back an inch

F**kin` up pooh-butts, cut `em like cold cuts
Choke `em with my boot lace, then leave `em hangin` like old nuts
Clip up and move out, time to get `em
That`s the results of f**kin` with the fifth venom in denim

Yeah, you know what I`m sayin`?
Five motherf**kin` deadly venomz, in effect for ninety-three
Ninety-four, ninety-five all that other s**t
We takin` this motherf**ker over this larger hit

You know what I`m sayin`? Follow us, come along
You know what I`m sayin`?
We takin` this motherf**ker over, trust, we out