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