Shaking In Your Bootz Lyrics - Mr. Shadow

[Mr. Lil' One (talking)] 

Aight, here we go 

Oh yeah... triple sixin 

Mr. Lil' One, GPA 

And that mothafucka Shadow 

[Mr. Lil' One] 

Comin through my return 

Mothafuckas fin to burn 

It's the Little 

I came to bring the pain in the rain 

Exclude me from any peace talks 

Watch the gun shot 

Comin through your block 

Mothafuck you and the cops 

Still I feel the urge to emerge for the kill 

Spit up in your face, roll you down a big hill 

No one will rescue the streets wanna test you 

Put you on the spot for that bull shit you talked 

Plus my nigga Whisper went up in your house 

And then you ate cheese like a little bitch mouse 

And then I seen you fly, deep into the night 

I wanna be like Lil One, so mothafuck might 

I came to put it down, wipe the tears from the ground 

Don't even got an attitude but claimin to be rude 

Finally I send those claimin to be foes 

To that other level, you can't fuck with the devil 

[Chorus: Mr. Lil' One] 

I got you bitch mothafuckas a shaken [shaken] 

All up in your boots cause their fakin [fakin] 

Listen to the shit that we be makin [makin] 

Evil like that mothafucka Satin [Satin] 

Got you bitch mothafuckas a shaken [shaken] 

All up in your boots cause their fakin [fakin] 

Listen to the shit that we be makin [makin] 

Evil like that mothafucka Satin [Satin] 

[Mr. Shadow] 

It's the shadow of your death here to take your last breath 

Now you're hopeless, I'm hittin mothafuckas with my lokness 

Hokus pokus, I'm deadly like a stroke is 

Mentally abuse all them fools when I flow this 

Nemesis, makin none of this cause you're envious 

The Mistah makin mothafuckas pray like a minister 

I'll blitz ya, never hesitating when I'm rushin 

I'll leave ya seein stars like the flag of the Russians 

Concussion, ain't no gettin up full of blood clots 

I must turn my soul competition into dust 

A trust no mothafucka but myself fuck tomorrow 

If your ass only knew all the days I let you borrow 

The sorrow that I cause makes your life forever paused 

I knew it from the git cause I read in the cards 

And now you hear me laugh 

Like the witch that did the craft 

Rap Devils on the loose leavin fools up in the past 

[Chorus] 

[GPA] 

With no hesitation puttin these holes up in your dome 

It's the return of GPA and I'm always packin a microphone 

Just like a gavel when I be bangin up in these streets 

You better not get caught slippin 

Like a rhyme your ass will meet defeat 

Hey Little, who the next to second guess our flows 

I hope it ain't your crew, I'm leavin a bomb at your front door 

Along with a note some wires a clock and dynamite 

30 seconds to ignite I'm seein flash backs of your life 

Fool, I'm lettin it be known I'm takin every thing personal 

In the streets you play for keeps, I'm ready to give your ass a funeral 

I'm used to kickin my style I maybe the sharpest on top of the pile 

You asked me to flip some shit I'm entering in and I defile 

Any thing you have in mind, I'm kickin my rhyme 

Just keepin my time, look and you'll find 

And you'll decide whether or not the truth's inside 

You heard it come from me, should be no other way 

Fuck the Aztec Tribe and Mad Man all mothafuckin day 

[Chorus]