I'm Holiday Stylez, it's the motherfuckin' ghost of you First time I put the toast to you I came for beef, y'all motherfuckin' kosher dude I squeeze off like I'm supposed to do Gentleman ride, if it's a war the innocent die You know that if you been to my ride, what? In the county on some pretty shit And it's a lot of rappers But I'm the hardest one in New York City, kid We keep the gun poppin' And the blade workin' Why was they hurtin'? Cut it out, niggas What about niggas? Nothin' much You fuckin' up, gettin' gutted out, niggas This the boss talkin', all I know is the streets Motherfucker, more money, more coffee I could die today Or they could throw me in jail I won't change, I'ma be the same Holiday I'm the hardest nigga You a artist, nigga I swear to God all the shoot-up are Carter's, nigga Fuck a billboard I keep coke on a glass table And I can still rob and kill y'all Pee no mafia shit Grab 50 G's and hop in the whip Call my man and drop him a brick Niggas frontin', I'm poppin' a clip Go cop when I'm droppin' my shit, what? I'ma show you what an animal is Bring the hoes to Open up the cages Killers focus I'ma show you what an animal is Bring the knives to Hit them hard, niggas Kill the wives too I'ma show you what an animal is Here's the game plan Hit the block later Killers made me I'ma show you what an animal is We don't say shit We don't play shit We just break shit I put a blade in your Adam's apple stuck on dirt Like Snapple, made from the realest stuff on earth And I tell niggas, fuck off, jerk Killing's a job And I ain't get to fuck off work You don't really want a chance with me Know my song is the Desert Eagle's Long You don't really want to dance with me And niggas sold and enjoy the slugs You wanna kill me? Stand in line and join the club What they wanna kill Panera for? I think it's the lime green bet Or the dark blue Carrera 4 Fuckin' with a cowboy Them niggas is pussy If we was in jail I'm fuckin' with your child, boy How fuckin' mental am I? I'ma draw him a picture And number two pencil his eye I'ma shove a big pen in his head Can you hear me now? You understand six niggas in pairs This ain't death, it's a part of life, what? So on the flip side of things That means life is a part of death Please don't cry, pass me the ice So I don't get bloody when a 9 mil party Trust my day come I'ma smoke weed and spray guns Hawk niggas down and weigh tons And to all my niggas that pitch Keep holding it I'ma blow my gun to all my niggas It's rich, what? I'ma show you what an animal is Bring the hoes to Open up the cages Killers hope for I'ma show you what an animal is Bring the knives to Hit them hard, niggas Kill the wives too I'ma show you what an animal is Here's the game plan Hit the block later I'ma show you what an animal is We don't spit shit We don't play shit We just spray shit We don't play shit We just spray shit