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You we merged, we're an alliance
We fire with flamethrowers, why would you try us?
We an outfit, to Voltron's
That boy I is equivalent to four arms

Joell is the body, the cannibal slash killer
Kill you eat your body, Joe Budden is the pair of legs
He runs alongside I, the apparent head
I am the general, bow now, saluting

I don't really y'all niggas get it
Run up on your with a army it is on it's done, finished
You got a problem any one of my slaughters
y'all niggas can come with it

Me and Joey, we a fit
He like starting shit, I ending shit
I don't squash the beef, I bend a bit
It ain't

I'm shoot your stupid ass
You too could laugh, you die smiling
Try wilding, I get hostile then I'm
I make threats nigga I promise

My style is Stalin mixed with lyrics
If you hear it, it'll lift spirit
Turn appearance into a disappearance
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick,

I fuck with but gangstas
Nothing but hustla niggas, sound off, off, hut
I fuck with nothing but my
Nothing but hot shit, follow me, sound off, off, hut

I with nothing but gangstas
Nothing but hustla niggas, off, sound off, hut
I put my on my clique, hot shit
out the barrel of my fifth

I got a raw flow and I stay hungry so
Guess why I'm the torso
I sweat when I perform shows
What I record goes down as the
But the vets let that torch go

Y'all could it, they got flashlights now
And flamethrowers and I got one on my right now
Remain focused, that's I tell myself now and then
Don't wanna go to that block like when Varejo defends

Uh, oh, my stomach growls again, I none of you cowards friends
Every human out of my before I count to ten
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven,
I'm hungry I never ate
Set a table up knives, forks and spoons, I'm 'bout to get a plate

All these sweet dummies looking me like a steak
Means we never separate, we married
Jab it time I touch a pen, I sort of set a date
I'll devastate career, look I'm a demonstrate
Let me get a good breath take before I

Okay, bye, bye you guys, don't try to
'Cause line for line I design is mine and mine
a joint divine, meaning right behind
And thank God it shines all the light in
So my eyes can a nice dime to grind
Come here girl, toma, toma, take that, take

I fuck with but gangstas
but hustla niggas, sound off, sound off, hut
I with nothing but my clique
Nothing but hot shit, me, sound off, sound off, hut

I with nothing but gangstas
Nothing but hustla niggas, sound off, off, hut
I put my money on my clique, hot
Coming out the barrel of my

You rappers chasing by any means
Doing silly things, buying too many size 20 jeans
The treat me like I'm really king
I'm Pacquiao in the Philippines, illest thing niggas

You rappers dressing like you fitting to sing Jean
I got to intervene, you I'm a intervene
You loud talking, wouldn't kill a
Matter of fact, where's your head, I got the guillotine

Fuck your Hollywood and rented bling
I give you three red dots and I call it a beam
put your pad on your property, fag
rob you and hop in the Jag

If you stopping the profit, the glock will be your body
You'll a colostomy bag, shot in the abs, moms will be sad
Pops will be mad, doctor be
Possibly be the plasma dropping
Clock running out and the bad

Any one of you niggas with my team?
Pretty ass thing with the beam
Sleep on that and get killed you dream
a rap group Slaughterhouse a machine

Slaughterhouse, a
I'm up if you know what I mean
Everybody wanna be down with the
No, no, no, no, no fly

I with nothing but gangstas
Nothing but hustla niggas, sound off, off, hut
I fuck with but my clique
Nothing but hot shit, follow me, off, sound off, hut

I with nothing but gangstas
Nothing but niggas, sound off, sound off, hut
I put my money on my clique, hot
Coming out the of my fifth

My one goal's to astonish, the President, VP
the Congress, they say I'm arrogant, pompous but I'm honest
I tell keep an accomplice away from the accomplished
They still threats on your highness

But I them where I be, they just ignore the compass
I think all your mans' play dough, I don't buy that movie,
they know that what? You a soldier to a general
Baby steel, got it in a bag, airtight SEAL

Tell them dudes I ain't mad at y'all
College kids Asher Roth
Y'all trying to put food on the table
While I'm a just come and try to it off

If it for me, most young dudes would be angrily
But awaiting bankruptcy
Wonder makes little motherfuckers think they the same as me
I'm synchronized you and your men die

Learn certain shit you ain't to try
Got the ground covered some niggas in disguise
Best bet is to to fly
a game, you down, you in for life

Fuck y'all, I got to generalize
enabled to write what the pen describes
So when he asked what I meant and why, I him

I fuck with but gangstas
Nothing but niggas, sound off, sound off, hut
I fuck with nothing but my
but hot shit, follow me, sound off, sound off, hut

I fuck with but gangstas
Nothing but hustla niggas, off, sound off, hut
I put my on my clique, hot shit
Coming out the barrel of my