The Renegades.. Motherfuck this industry, God my enemies Too many lame niggas shy to speak, so they find a it don't bother me But um, any nigga can't rap, get'em out ASAP, talkin' they trappin again Hop in the booth, I've been the truth, got proof who was the popular kid Theres me in the top, with the glock out, pop shots in the back of ya head aiming at your esophogus, no kind of surviving Damn, I'm so pissed off just a little, like a flow a riddle, let her ass cheek jiggle uh I'm a dog and I'm all in the middle, her *something* got balls all in'em what Damn I can't call up a nigga bust real faithful all of my niggas got a man but fuck that nigga, I'm good like a sun passing'em god damn my flow so amazing, ask Renegades they can that statement Your bitch have my baby, nigga fuck you pay me (chorus) Okay it's over them bitches, coffins go to them snitches Talkin' outta your ass you gon' a little more than those stitches boy shit done got x4 any given day you be victimized, just and hope one day you see them heaven skies done got real x2 (Busta Rhymes) I dont really think you niggas get it, decorate your face kinda like upholstery nigga it's gettin real up in this motherfucker, I don't really think you really even should approach me nigga lay down motherfucker you heard what i said, why you tryna play me closely nigga and now you wanna talk, I'm already by the door while you stranglin,and really choke me nigga tell that nigga that I cut a nigga til you see the white meat, but I don't really eat poultry fuck it it don't matter anyway, cause you know about to lay up in a box in a nigga it be getting kinda bad *something*, when a dude be like he know me nigga and I had to let her go *something* eat nigga *something* a nigga strip down, bare, *something* nigga I know it's unbelievable, well bitch you believe it *something* *something* if watch lookin like a nigga and I'm finished with them, then I go and get his little bitch and say blow me nigga I wanna cry for friend, why you tryna front when you got so much to lose the problem is that i'm the one that you the truth, they'll talk about you when a nigga get in the booth you niggas better know the deal when i come through better learn or your feel *something done got real shit done got real! (chorus) Okay it's money over them bitches, coffins go to snitches Talkin' outta your ass you gon' a little more than those stitches boy shit done got x4 any day you could be victimized, just pray and hope one day you see heaven skies shit done got real got a deal shit done got real, Yela got a (Yelawolf) Hold up, wait a did you say my name and offer me to drive up in this motherfucker, park it like a Regal You in need of, using needles, like you wanna shoot up this dope or let me swerve in like a *something* to the veins of the game on a *something* you a *something*