Bitch, you can up eat a mothafuckin' dick! I'm lookin' at the mothafuckin' frontline. I see Violent J....Anybody Killa...and mothafuckin' dead homie, BLAZE!! See, we a mothafuckin' hatchet on
the daily. WIDE BABY!! But for this moment in time, we wanna give up props to (DETROIT!!!)
outta Detroit, crazy mothafucka named Blaze Back from the dead, tell my story on the page When I'm I got a Squeeze the trigger off for and axes Which wanna y'alls wanna fuck me? The are gonna have to come and get me We stompin' yo ass, bitch I ain't out
All you suckas, ain't showin' out Niggas set trip Try and shit Cold cock yo' ass and leave you with yo'
off on any bitch like that a gat That's at yo' dome! So give it up I'm with Anybody, "Drive-By, muthafucka!!" He's a murderer, best keep yo' with the Family, like Charles Manson Crook is a mothafuckin' tool Don't make me act a mothafuckin'
Me and you can go, toe to toe, On the corner, strapped, slangin' rocks And weekly, monthly, and yearly All the thugs in the represent me 'cause I'm down with a capital Bitch, you fuck with me! I'm in yo' neighborhood, you better duck
Ya Dead Homie, crazy as fuck Mashin' on you bitches, I you get the point Eastside, mothafucka, comin' straight outta
"Yo, Anybody, em' where you from!" outta Detroit, the name is Anybody Killa Every bitch I choke, yo, my rep bigga I'm a muthafucka, and you know this But you playa hatin' bitches better ever show this
I give a fuck, I make my cheese finger in the air screamin' "Fuck the police!" Straight servin', we call a cop car, it Run your donuts, guns, and your badges a muthafucka in a minute For some rat pussy and go up in it So if you at a
In the row call you a bitch if yo' ass ain't a juggalo Bitches gettin' mad, bitches shit Bitches and hoes can eat a dick I'm a crazy muthafucka the streets
With them ass lyrics and them thug ass beats controls the automatic So any punk muthafucka that start With my homie, or by myself Everytime, I the AK off the shelf Security is maximum and a law K-I-double-L-A, I'm raw Bitch, I'm a muthafuckin' Stand in my way and witnessin' the killin' Creepin' up without a And you in the scope, yo' ass is through So bitch, you get a grip Anybody Killa's on a gangsta tip Straight Detroit!
"J is his and the boy's comin'..."
outta Detroit! Is it nut I'm cut Like And your sister eat butt A thug Southwest I'll leave an axe hangin' yo' chest See I don't a fuck, that's the problem I see a cop, I'ma stop him it smart and ask for directions And then shank him in the midsection To me, kinda funny, this Prozac I know where the fuck I'm goin' or where the fuck I'm at I'm rollin', lookin' for some ecstasy So I can get and fuck this bitch next to me
Ruthless...is the that's floppin' But the be choppin' 'cause it really matter bout me It's all Anybody Killa and Ya Dead Homie Feel a little gust of wind and dead 'cause an axe just yo' head
And what about the that got shot? She gave me so I shot her in the back This be an
Of Blaze, dead and gone, but ain't lonely Dark Lotus slaughter your mother And your brother Straight Detroit!
"Oh my God!" "Oh my...Oh my God!" "Oh my...Oh my God!" "Oh my God!"