Sucka MC’s Slaughterhouse (Ft. Freeway)

[Intro: Dj Drama]
Sometimes you gotta wonder
Maybe it's the competitive nature of the game
The story kills them

[Verse 1: Freeway]
This is the way the story goes, when you in it for the dough
And you swinging for the fence, close friends'll turn to foes
Act just like hoes, want you to get the dinner for 'em
Niggas trying to slow; walk me but I been up on 'em
Partly cause part of me got love for 'em
But a part of me got a slug for 'em
It's hard for me, he was there from the start of me
Shared gear. See, part of me still cares
But part of me feels, he 'bout to come to my house to slaughter me
Wait 'til I hit the balcony, then Dr. Martin me
This heart full of larceny, they think I'm the dollar tree
Since I'm the nigga with the weight and they ain't
They're like P90X trying to make me lose calories
State Prop chain-gang maintain salary
Freezer sends his goons through hourly, devouring
It's just the Philly in me
Word to Joey crack, jealous ones envy, sucka MC's
Fuck haters, get cheese

[Hook x2]
I can see my friends
Turn green with envy
(Jealous ones envy, sucka MC's
Fuck haters, get cheese)