The only real to be The of all controversy end of the Mississippi Welcome to the
packin' and money mackin' rappin' about the city Where killas keep it crackin', too dark and back In the jackin' was happenin' gafflin' many cacklin' Now we packaging crack and the addict pop
Kansas City, Missouri the fury of the inner city Poverty stricken spittin', follow me quick Into the bottom, we gotta be No frickin' given you trippin' we lick a shot
You get ready to brawl hometown, breakin' a clown You ain't a criminal, killa be to get up and fall on down at the dark side full of the gangbangin' hookers With choppers and the coppers they keep the rangin'
You gotta be killa gangsta to know that you can die Tryna hide sides thangs fo the after the club Get the 'cuz they trippin' off in the mo'
It doesn't matter you go, where you've been Beautiful foreign you've been in Gun play rains, summer and Stay inside, you should be
I'll show you, me to the Midwest
It's a city where can cause you bodily harm When you on my city, hardly armed Hardly safe to show ya face, apes erase With lethal blades, blaze ya fo' the
Nowhere to hide on either of the wild, the Gucci The Prada, Krizz and the Millimeter follow'll holla, we Go get ya some things go get you a thing, it up With hollow, ones light it up a halogen
Look at the crime rate, no wonder why I niggas they people, I'm seekin' 'em when you leavin' 'em people The bay they'll take 'em away if it in the day Hurry, get people outta the cage, the Midwest
It's more than a lil' chaotic and if we ain't got it We plottin' of robbin' 'em for chips That'll be the nature of the to keep the peace I my piece when I'm in the Midwest
It doesn't really Where you go, where been Beautiful lands you've been in Gun play rains, and shine inside, you should be fine
I'll show you, me Welcome to the
Hands up if ya wit' it, up Did ya get it Midwest? Do ya dig it we the Damn tough, we can get it up When ya make a big stress, wicked recognize us
Hands up if ya it, stand up Did ya get it Do ya dig it we the shizer? tough, we can get it manned up When ya to the Midwest
If you trippin' we ya a lobotomy, cannibal You couldn't imagine my psychology better be the way ya thinkin' of stoppin' me Get on top of me, quick I bring what I got on me
Click the money, the mackin', the murder is all that we With the sun and the black on the dirt I'ma me dough Ya hustlin' the place you can get it for low Get ya package pack it get it and go
Never walk in my city when better draw down the babies out the way, catch a stray in the K-town Boss in my city never crawl, never fall When the millimeter spray in ya way, ya lay down
Gangsta, mobstas, knows in the town ya wanna clown Around at the shows, pack the 'Cuz everybody silly, so get ready to hit the
It doesn't really Where you go, you've been Beautiful foreign lands you've in Gun play rains, and shine Stay inside, you will be
Where you go, where you've Beautiful foreign you've been in Gun play rains, summer and Stay inside, you will be
I'll show you, me Welcome to the