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[Verse 1: Madrox]
E town with it, turn to the
that east side repping ready for the attack
Checking all the tires, all white and
With the black embroidered on the back
Guess back, yep, it's the tray side
And we put it for life and ready to ride
and Monoxide, you ain't heard
Got people who were all our return
everywhere you look, it ain't looking good not at all
And everybody is waiting for you to fall
Now we design and dominate that's just natural instinct
And put it on the line like reputations and pink
We got the music, let it do it do
And this stress carrying the world, we carry that too
We gonna bury them and the rest in a cloak
At night we gonna like black parasites

x2]
Now y'all, not for one second
Think I won't just BUST YO' HEAD
Give me a reason to leave you
That's a point blank to all the non-believers

[Verse 2: Monoxide
O six Caddy, new daddy
Twenty eight grams in little baggies
Got a little something in the of my jacket
Cause I'm always getting threats they to kidnap me
Flames burning and the hatred's back
I got the revving and bloodstains to match
I got you nervous like a reverend who got in the act
And you react like you did when he got with the ax
Underestimated and
I'm handed this psycho game from the people who never made it
be dead if I bow out now Jack
I represent a portion of people who on the real won't allow that
They got us on their neck, breast, chest and head
And the dead, enough said
We got a on your planet earth
You got a rack of bootlegged shirts, the truth hurts

x2]

[Verse 3: Ya Dead Homie]
You've awoke the sleeping giant, all this psycho
Your sawed off blasts leave all your crying
At the wake, to bake everybody in the front row
My aim is to put your in a hole
next to you stretched out in one big plot
The blood clots all over your like polka dots
No gun shots I did it all with my slugger
Another added every time I beat a mother fucker
Stomp a mother fucker, drag bodies in their back yards
Chop and hands off of the corpse
The identity, I trying to see no time
It's on, I scatter ashes where the sun don't
And I do with only close people of mine
Cause real while you phony snitches out there dropping dimes
So give me one reason to get me to on another
And I'm a haul out and start mother fuckers