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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got a raw flow and I stay more so
Guess that's why I'm the
I pour when I perform shows
What I goes down as the best
But the vets let that torch go

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

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

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

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

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 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

You chasing popularity by any means
Doing silly things, buying too size 20 skinny jeans
The west treat me I'm really king
I'm Pacquiao in the Philippines, thing niggas seen

You rappers dressing 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, where's head, nigga? I got the guillotine

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

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

Any one of you niggas fuck with my
Pretty ass thing the infrared beam
Sleep on and get killed while you dream
a rap group Slaughterhouse a machine

Slaughterhouse, a
I'm gooned up if you what I mean
Everybody be down with the king
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, sound off, off, hut

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

My one to astonish, tell the President, VP
Notify the Congress, say I'm arrogant, pompous but I'm honest
I tell them an accomplice away from the accomplished
They still making threats on your

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

Tell them little dudes I mad at y'all
kids like Asher Roth
Y'all just trying to put food on the
I'm a just come and try to snatch it off

If it ain't for me, most young would be angrily
But anxiously awaiting
what makes little motherfuckers think they the same as me
I'm you and your men should die

Learn certain shit you meant to try
Got the ground covered with some niggas in
Best bet is to to fly
Shit's a game, you down, you in for

y'all, I ain't got to generalize
Y'all enabled to write the pen describes
So when he asked I meant and why, I tell him

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