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[Intro: Joe
and gentlemen!
Frequency, I
The new fight up in this bitch (Slaughterhouse)
We go by the of Slaughterhouse
We here, only one rule
No rule, no

I]
Joey, no rules, gunshots, no
No jewels, niggaz say I got
I'm wearin my bling
And fuck class, I fly standin on Virgin America's wing
hang, knockin down skyscrapers
Take a piss, make it rain, I'm the American
it rain, I ain't Pacman Jones
Nigga, balls and my word all a black man

Budden]
If you in that zone, how you figure to gain?
bowl a 300 in another nigga lane
Better aim, you dealin with a 7-10

[Crooked I] That's Long cause we on some 7-10 shit

[Joell
I've nice since "227" man, shit
I am sick and I'm never better, that's it
(Slaughterhouse) Give me somethin sharp to that prick
Like a group broke up I will that clique

Da 5'9"]
I'm a veteran, remember shit
We internet rappers, then why you on our internet dicks?
We'll be there when it's war
Either we high or we fly or the fallin
I'm a Tommy gun it no best
The rap game like a St. verses New York battle, nobody won
A bunch of fuckin 2's and 3's like zone

[Joe
[sighs] get at dudes Ortiz (nah, you beast 'em)
Hold up stop, can't stop, thank pops
Hard-headed, hit a wall first like a bank shot
Get it a cokehead's a thin line
between friend or foe, let the shit disappear
This fiscal year I'ma stay hot
with dudes that me shoot like A-Rod cousin
Walk in my shoes and your feet get
from Jersey City to Caesars
I speak with malice to make sure the street gets salvaged
Real talk, where all us be without it?
Slaughterhouse no fear - too many
Tyson Chandler to leave they team and went nowhere

I]
Like Tyson Chandler in the past on some bullshit
Royce, tell Preme I got a clip (whoa!)
Niggaz to run when they saw Suge's face
than Joey and Joell in a foot race
Now you ask me where the incident place
Don't check the internet, hood space
You dealin with some creatures
I touch guns, I draw with telekinesis
No on Crooked's mag
I'm mixed with and bad like the Goodfellas and Jesus
First and Jay made it
leave a bandanna at your murder and make it gang related
The bitch at the Shonie's told me

[Joell
Ortiz, I'm the one and
a spot, I pick apart you dudes who pick a part
This ain't a movie, I bad like lookin at a pic of 'Pac
Niggaz hearts gettin sparked every I give a arc
to my wrist and it twists a spliff when I'm sittin in the park
Tall corny niggaz ain't makin a bigger
I'll boost drugs, what I does got 'em runnin to get a
You unlucky, you in a tank with a shark
Teeth like my dog who just finished a vicious bark

Da 5'9"]
Flick a through your top hat
MC's you cannot rap; Freq', where the drop at?
Now you mad at Tahiry cause your ass famous
Get it nigga? Your "ass" ain't
Quit talkin me cause ya ass ain't dangerous
call me Hustler because my mag game heinous
Show up to Detroit (Everybody Love) you
And I'ma come and you that ya ass ain't (Raymond)
Dumbin every line me fuckin
the cops after a murder, they cummin/comin every time
Shell-toes and Wissam jacket, the
Still pushin elbows a linebacker
And playin
My worldwide bitches on my worldwide watch, I call it the

[Outro: I]
SLAUGHTERHOUSE!
know what it is man