SILLY BEEF IN THE STREETS

If you come for my head then you better make sure I'm dead
My two rottweillers that devour gunpowder are under my bed
The girls Ms. Nina and Ms. Katrina will be eagerly waiting to meet you
So if you don't want to meet their acquaintance then don't act a fool

The tools will be used to fuse you with the underground
Blap, blap, blap, blap will end up being your final sounds
I'm not a clown nor am I down with taking the life of another human
But understand I will and I can take a militant type of stance as a man

I'm not a killer but don't push me cause I'm far from being a pussy
I have a dark side that I'd like to keep inside like a newborn puppy
I'd rather act brotherly than to have to bust thee sending you six feet deep
So reach out your outstretched hand instead of coming at me with silly beef