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