No Fear
by N.O.D.
From the album: Niggaz of Destruction
Duration: 4:33
Lyrics for No Fear
I ain't scared to die, motherfucker, motherfucker Ten wanted men and niggas that's gunnin' And never runnin' in the line of fire Led by a nigga named Tommy I ain't scared to die, motherfucker, motherfucker Ain't nothin' us niggas can't handle Fuck squashin', we droppin' motherfuckers with ammo In the middle of a shootout, Tommy Wright ain't scared to die Standin' in front with a mini MAC-10 and A pump in the trunk when it's time to ride Call Big Al, call Mack Cal Niggas of destruction, niggas on dope Whatever you call 'em, we that type Bringin' it to the door, standin' on ten toes I ain't scared, I'ma shoot my Ruger Like a trooper when it gets brutal A concussion is the conclusion Hollow tips are what I be usin' We so ruthless, leave 'em in a pool of redrum Body known when we puttin' in work Throw the nigga body straight down to the river Tommy haters don't belong in dirt I feels no fuckin' pity In my heart, in my city, I been scarred Them last few stacks ain't no joke And if I gotta die, I wanna go in gun smoke So one last question When the barrel of a Smith & Wesson pointed at you What should I do when I see his crew? Through the Roof of the coupe I commence to shoot, because I ain't scared to die, motherfucker, motherfucker Ten wanted men and niggas that's gunnin' And never runnin' in the line of fire Led by a nigga named Tommy I ain't scared to die, motherfucker, motherfucker Ain't nothin' us niggas can't handle Fuck squashin', we droppin' motherfuckers with ammo I ain't scared to die, and I surely the fuck ain't scared to kill Execute bitches disrespectin' gangs 'cause I stay real Make grams in Frosh' style living Pimpin' and robbin' ain't my only trade I hang and swang and bang with midnight macks on tracks and stay paid And boy, you can't imagine how it feel with a grip against your skull Niggas comin' up missin', twitchin' and shakin' 'cause I show no love I memorize the weak, fuck been deep, I creep on solo missions Coney Boney, Joanie, give me that dope, just hush and pay attention Got ten wanted men down to ride, down to die Got a hundred streaky bitches that I hate and don't know why So why you playin' with my mackin'? Don't Get dumped and jacked for talkin' shit I ain't scared to die, so pull the trigger if you a killer, bitch I ain't scared to die, motherfucker, motherfucker Ten wanted men and niggas that's gunnin' And never runnin' in the line of fire Led by a nigga named Tommy I ain't scared to die, motherfucker, motherfucker Ain't nothin' us niggas can't handle Fuck squashin', we droppin' motherfuckers with ammo I never be scared to die, shoot a damn tacle between the eyes Never give a fuck about nobody else, 'specially when I'm high Catchin' fire, straight torture Discussin' with the devil how to deal with the corpses Of course I'm straight crazy Bloodthirsty victims and bitches don't phase me Leave your body bagged in the middle of the grave See, the members of the church know a nigga can't be saved All I wanna do is kill or be killed, niggas get they cap peeled When they dealin' with a motherfuckin' nigga that's real Reason to die, but no reasons to live Dead as fuck, so I'm stuck with decisions to kill Buckle my buckled up hollow points to the ribs Hollow points to the leg, watch his head start to drip Aim at his face as I scrape up your lips Reloadin' my clip, flip his ass like a script See, you niggas can't deal with this thriller-type killer I'm anxious to trigger, a hobby cap peeler Infrared dot to your head, blood spiller Aimin' my Glock to the center of the victim Stick a nigga, get a nigga with the shot as we hit him Then split him, send him to the mortuary quick With a sign on his chest sayin', "Stay off my dick" Real niggas ain't never scared to die in this clique I ain't scared to die, motherfucker, motherfucker Ten wanted men and niggas that's gunnin' And never runnin' in the line of fire Led by a nigga named Tommy I ain't scared to die, motherfucker, motherfucker Ain't nothin' us niggas can't handle Fuck squashin', we droppin' motherfuckers with ammo I ain't scared to fly or to die Livin' in my hood, though, that 9 millimeter gonna greet you Footlong with the street sweep, who? Not me, I'm just a masked man, take my time and put them clips in Seen you slippin' in darkness when N O.D. clique came callin' (Tom Skeem) What's up? I'm ready to roll Pick up the Swishers, I'm ready to go Step on the scene and I blow that ho Smoke her with the double and then I flowed out the door Ready to smoke out another ho Seen the weed kept callin', so my dog kept on ballin' Through my hood, so it's all good Doin' my dirt, livin' so smooth Last and foremost least, that nigga, they named Tom Skeem All I have is my 9 millimeter, so I ain't scared to die So I have to live my life to the fullest and I won't die I ain't scared to die, motherfucker, motherfucker Ten wanted men and niggas that's gunnin' And never runnin' in the line of fire Led by a nigga named Tommy I ain't scared to die, motherfucker, motherfucker Ain't nothin' us niggas can't handle Fuck squashin', we droppin' motherfuckers with ammo Man, you can't fuck with us Man, this motherfucker with a 9 Man, we ain't nothin' but a bitch and that don't mean nothin' One man gang can do it alone, me and my third are sick One phone call, we come raggin' and beefin' Then you got even more to deal with MDB bring the twin niggas I'm on the frontline, these niggas ain't shit to worry 'bout Relax, ducks quack, mans lay back Think twice, nah, three times 'bout fuckin' with us You niggas gon' be mem'ries fuckin' With Street Smart Records, I promise