Eyes of a Killer

Posted on the block getting paid with the locs up
Everybody in the hood just as smoked up
So I just walk with my locs on, and get my motherfucking
Set get it going on, in other words I see a fiend in the
Motherfucking park, you know I'm serving 'em in the dark
But I don't 'cause I pack a fuvking dis 9, you know the
God damn turf is all mine sometime niggas hall in the streets
But I don't run from the po' po' police
I got fiends in the back instead of the front, I'm selling
20's and dimes and even crum and motherfuckers better low
'Cause I gotta get it, I got a 9 motherfuckers so deal with it
And get a beat from a fiend every time I wear a bulletproof
Vest so nigga go up in it, and I don't give a fuck
If niggas can't stand me, I'm on the turf motherfucker
Selling candy

I got candy, crack cocaine,
Hold them thangs in my hand 'cause I'm the dope dope man
I got candy, crack cocaine,
Hold them thangs in my hand 'cause I'm the dope dope man

I see tweakers when I walk chase a nigga through the park,
Grab my fucking 9 and keep them dope fiends in line

I got candy, crack cocaine,
Hold them thangs in my hand 'cause I'm the dope dope man
I got candy, crack cocaine,
Hold them thangs in my hand 'cause I'm the dope dope man

I got candy, crack cocaine,
Hold them thangs in my hand 'cause I'm the dope dope man
I got candy, crack cocaine,
Hold them thangs in my hand 'cause I'm the dope dope man