Verses from the Arsenal - Shyheim

Trees’ll die to make paper so I can write rhymes on em

Niggas shoot up the studio tryin to kill me so I can’t record em

I’m nuclear like hydrogen gases

Push my buttons and I bomb the masses

'Pac ain’t worry, you know I’m keepin it live Thug Life

Never sleep, I’m awaken seven days, seven nights

I don’t give a fuck, don’t give a fuck

They call me Shy two times, I say everythin twice

Niggas be like «Kid aiight», but that’s cynical

On the mic I’m invincible

Pop your innertube, flatline, 7−2-8, crime time

Promotin that live shit til I die

I’m so high, can’t even open my eyes

What I do to MC’s can’t be televised

Blood everywhere, leave you terrified

Thuggin it out, I glorify

Do what I do to bring the honey to the hive (no lie)

Chorus: Squig Trust

Verbal Intercourse, comin at 'cha takin yours

Seagal niggas Marked for Death, we above the law

Gamble stacks, hustle cracks, cookin from the raw

Peace nigga if it ain’t I guarantee it’s war

Check this out y’all

Question, why you in my B.I.

Spy ass nigga actin like you F.B.I

You gossip like the girls do

I’mma smack the shit out you, watch

Better get your ox and your Glocks

And be screamin «Shyheim, stop the cops from comin»

You a lame rapper dude, I wouldn’t even write you somethin

This ain’t nothin but a verse from my arsenal

I reposess styles, I’m the hip-hop marshall

Move a whole crowd from a dart-out groove

I’m headlinin, fuck a single, I perform armed robbery

You should’ve never been braggin

That’s why you got carjacked for that Benz wagon

Bring it down to Philly, let my niggas tag it

Groupies, I don’t touch em cuz I ain’t tryin to get my Johnson Magic

In 1999 it’s all about the papes

We could take it to the park

I catch wreck off anythin in the DJ crate

Make MC’s feel raped

Don’t make that mistake to step to me

I make money, take money, give me a break money

You talk a good one, but yo talk is cheap money

It’s all about showin and provin

Show that shit to me, I stick ya up and keep it movin

Quick, in and out like the tai, Hit Em Up

For T.M.F.

to take him on the rise, give it up

Cash Rules, jewels, all your life is a must

I get mines, nigga, it’s only right, it’s Squig Trust