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You herbs we merged, an alliance
We fight fire flamethrowers, why would you try us?
We an outfit, equivalent to
That boy I is equivalent to four arms

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

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

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

I'm gon' your stupid ass
You too laugh, you gon' die smiling
Try wilding, I get then I'm violent
I don't make threats I promise

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

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

I fuck 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 and I stay hungry more so
that's why I'm the torso
I pour sweat when I shows
I record goes down as the best
But the won't let that torch go

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

Uh, oh, my growls again, I ain't none of you cowards friends
Every human out of my sight before I to ten
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven,
I'm hungry I never ate
Set a table up with knives, forks and spoons, I'm to get a plate

All sweet dummies looking me like a pepper steak
Means we never separate, we ain't
Jab it every time I a pen, I sort of set a date
I'll your career, look I'm a demonstrate
Let me get a good breath take I regulate

Okay, bye, bye you guys, try to rhyme
'Cause line for what I design is mine and mine
Sport a divine, meaning right behind
And God it shines all the light in mine
So my eyes can find a nice to grind
here girl, toma, toma, take that, take that

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

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

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

You rappers like you fitting to sing Billie Jean
I got to intervene, you I'm a intervene
You talking, wouldn't kill a thing
Matter of fact, your head, nigga? I got the guillotine

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

If you the profit, the glock will be popping your body
rock a colostomy bag, shot in the abs, moms will be sad
Pops will be mad, be glad
Possibly be stopping the dropping
Clock running out and the bad

Any one of you fuck with my team?
Pretty ass with the infrared beam
Sleep on and get killed while you dream
Fuck a rap Slaughterhouse a machine

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

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

I fuck with nothing but
but hustla niggas, sound off, sound off, hut
I put my on my clique, hot shit
out the barrel 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 them keep an accomplice away the accomplished
They making 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 movie, Fandango
Fans they that what? You a soldier to a general
Baby steel, got it in a bag, Navy SEAL

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

If it ain't for me, most dudes would be angrily
But awaiting bankruptcy
Wonder what makes little motherfuckers think the same as me
I'm synchronized you and men should die

certain shit you ain't meant to try
Got the ground covered with some in disguise
Best bet is to to fly
Shit's a game, you down, you in for

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

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

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