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

x2]
Now don't y'all, not for one
Think I won't BUST YO' HEAD OPEN
Give me a to leave you breathing
a point blank message to all the non-believers

[Verse 2: Child]
O six Caddy, new daddy
Twenty eight grams in twenty little
Got a little something in the of my jacket
Cause I'm always getting threats they to kidnap me
still burning and the hatred's back
I got the chainsaw 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 whacked the ax
Underestimated and
I'm only handed this psycho from the people who never made it
I'll be dead if I bow out now
I represent a portion of people who on the real they won't that
They got us tatted on neck, breast, chest and head
And undress the dead, enough
We got a mark on planet earth
You got a rack full of bootlegged shirts, the hurts

x2]

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