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"Team COB"
(feat. Horseshoe Gang & Iceman)

"Team COB"
(feat. Horseshoe Gang & Iceman)



[Intro:]
Warrup Hip hop new word, you know
'Cause you know COB is the best
You know COB is the best

[Chorus:]
The wild ugliness my team nail with me
It's all love this sniffed my team bare with me
You know my team bare with me
You know COB is the best

[Verse:]
Kenny is a beast so niggas is whatever
You touch spring niggas y'all sensitive to pressure
My flow switches like the weather vicious with the letters
I'm murder on top of sheets every written is a stretcher
No debuty but step to me if you want the heat
Low key so they can't detect if I'm on the street
If you want the purp step into my office serving cup
We can even share if you wanna chief
But if there's no roots and I ain't gonna speak
'Cause I hustle while you're undercovers I ain't gonna sleep
While I'm still making references to police like a racist cop
Niggas scared when I'm on the beat

[Verse:]
This is COB and we the four quarters
Serving the whole world that's why they call us world order
Worse than man slaughter mix horseshoes with slaughter house
That equals a horse man slaughter
You know of none of me I dare devils to stunt on mt
Underneath the front seat with a gun no beat when I hung 'em see
Upon the sheets I cut your wife like sunny D
I mean OJ my notes are doper than a honey keys
My gun a blame them, and them I'm gonna squeeze that random
Give you the holy gospel I see shots to your phantom
Brawl styles I work the beat like a cop, bitch
Long bitch ass snoop about this cop shit

[Chorus:]
The wild ugliness my team nail with me
It's all love this sniffed my team bare with me
You know my team bare with me
You know COB is the best

[Verse:]
Holy crap, I spit holy crap
What a nigga know about that
I speak biblical shit
Turn bricks into death, homey tax
Then I back whoever go intact
To you on their back
So your name can't live on
Then I'm walkin the holy godliness
It's metaphor, metamorphosis
Reservous, hell's horsemen shit
I severed the heads of the four horsemen
With a forth battle swordsmanship
The predator will tellport towards you
To let the hells war comence
This is the portret of war
My height is several storeys long
My mind is the thirteen level floor
Can't find it
It never more exists, it's missin
I call the eagle, that's the storm, listen
Sayonara shots of flying saucers
Get it and know I was with that bitch
Is like a silent partner

[Verse:]
Ice man, I got high with your aim
You can't even see how high my calibers ranked
COB yeah we tower the game
If you mad at the higher ups than we the tower to blame
And no matter which direction you reriding you plane
'Cause we got rocket launchers that keep cowards away
Red beam throughout your face
Leave without a trace is like goverment fund you when I'm rubbing
Leave your mid section ink
If you thinking 'bout taking my narcotics
I'm a stick your arm socket
With a sharp object your hearts clouded
Yeah, sunnin' you rappers no more in show
Just 'cause you sniff powder don't mean you can't absorb the glow

[Chorus:]
The wild ugliness my team nail with me
It's all love this sniffed my team bare with me
You know my team bare with me
You know COB is the best

[Verse:]
My team in the building before everybody liked contracters
I stand by my words, perfect up my lines, line backup
You lyin' bastards is nigh factors
The nine fracture, you spyin' to nine fractions
You can run but you're not faster
Get hollow chips my gun ring that's the call of duty
Put in between you two on your gay ass then call you Rudy
Young Julius, look how I'm styling my veins
Bitches love me like Ryan Reynolds, but I'm wilder than Van
My niggas get paid with the arms
Try to stop me you would get picked in the arm
You motherfucker should be waiting your turn
If you don't have money that ain't my concern
I put it down like I finish with it
You bitches enough, my dick is in it
You niggas don't know how to throw games
I'm in the mouth off in the pitchin'
 
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"Tell Them Mf's We Made It"

"Tell Them Mf's We Made It"


[Verse 1]
Now what the hell should I care about, nothing
I'm Paramount, fuck it bring the Maclaren out
She gets sky miles the way I air 'em out
French connection, I Paris my whereabouts
You still in your parents' house
I'm with a vixen hard nipples and the cherry blouse
No pants derriere is out
I call it honeymoon without the marriage vows
I fuck with some street killers and D dealers
We out to market everything, even 3 wheelers
I fuck with some blunt smokers and E-pillers
You don't like us, so what, the freaks feel us
Onion booty and some yoga pants
She got that 'won't you come bend me over stance
I got paper and she over stamps
I got a message for the haters man
[Hook]
Tell them muhfuckas we made it
[x4]
Live good, still hood
Grind hard like a real nigga should
1hunnid, stay true
Let 'em know, tell them muhfuckas we made it
[Verse 2]
Yeah, tell them muhfuckas we made it
Johnny Blue, tell them muhfuckas we faded
Middle finger you and them mothafuckas who hate it
Still sleeping on us, leave them suckas sedated
By the time they wake up, probably flying to Jamaica
On my birthday gettin' my cake up
You dudes Hollywood, say what?
I call you virtual sex, you fake fucks
I don't think you want a problem
I'm Andy Warhol and [?] on boardwalk
I'm awesome when I draw guns
Be somewhere in Boston when the law come
With a bad bitch and she know it's pimpin'
Her accent is like Lois Griffin
The Lord's prayer over roasted chicken
Some red wine, let's toast to livin'
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Breaking news, we making moves
You new niggas listen, pay your dues
Don't be a dive artist, or you play to lose
Kick you while you down, in my favorite shoes
Box me, you need a drug test
Box full of shells, let's have a slug fest
Then I tell your ho put on her fuck dress
Give me brains for fame, that's success
The best revenge and this is murder now
You talk behind my back and I ain't even turn around
Ants to a giant, I ain't even heard a sound
Attitude up, I ain't finna turn it down
VH1 bitch in a black Carerra
Gettin' Viacom pussy in this ratchet era
Fuck her weave up and her black mascara
Then pass by my haters blowin' Jack Herera
[Hook]
 
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"The Kite"

"The Kite"


[Intro:]
Yeah, this is a kite goin' to all my homeboys
locked up in the penitentiary federal and state
We ain't forgot about you, my life long wish
is for all my real niggaz to feel me
Yeah, ya know, I gotta put it on the streets man
That's what I live and die for - the streets, yeah ..

[Verse 1:]
Out on them streets I put my life on the line
Between these sheets I put my life in them lines
Crooked reciting these rhymes
Givin' sight to the blind
In the dark my recital will shine light in ya mind
Like God cipher divine
I'm a fight for my kind
Nigga, surviving the grind
With a sniper designed, rifle aligned right for ya mind
I target a man
I was thuggin' before I became a marketing plan
Cover my heart with my hand, and vow
To keep it real, can't [?] ya [?]
Target the hearts of the fan, like the archer is part of the plan
Man, my loved ones who restin' in peace
They couldn't peak at the peak I was destined to reach
Through expressing a speech
I'm the essence of each O.G. before me
They gave me lessons to teach
I'm Pablo, you can't measure the reach
A cop-ho, fuck gestapo, arrest the police
Death to the beast
A renegade menace, niggaz witness the birth
Every listener's a prisoner, til I finish the verse
Every minute I'm spittin, you sittin' in a ministers church
You niggaz is bitches, I'm militant, I'm liftin' ya skirt
Society's prejudice, fuck it, all hope is lost
To piss 'em off, I do what you call "over-floss"
That's the reason the Benz got all chrome exhaust
They hate a ghetto nigga, cigar-smokin' boss
I'm crazy! Put me on a therapist couch
I've seen stomach shots leave a nigga wearin' a pouch
I've seen people's parents parish for careless amounts
So what's the starin' and the swearin' about?
This unfair character 'll stick his derringer square in ya arrogant mouth
I'm darin' ya, coz you apparently doubt
That I will merrily bury ya, without care when the sheriffs is out
And go that devout terrorist route
You box, I shoot glocks, we just don't compare in a bout
A shot caller
I'm airin' you out
A boss baller
Crooked I, you know I'm wearing Cartier in a drought
We live from ghetto America's house
Where the police get a paid vacation for kickin' niggaz ass
So 3rd strikers see the cop and let the trigger blast
There's so much pain in a nigga's past
We finna eat til we sick of cash
Me and my killaz finna mash for real, til we open them doors
It's young boss, sincerely yours! (sincerely yours)

[Hook:]
P.S. - Real niggaz know they gotta grind
B.S. - Bullshit will get you left behind
E.S. - East Side ride everytime
P.S. - Real niggaz know they gotta grind

[Outro:]
Yeah, it's a kite goin' to all my homeboys in the penitentiary
I ain't forgot about you
Yeah, revolutionary - yeah ... but gangsta
The federal crime bill is full of pages to keep us in cages
The government got a plan for you niggaz, you better keep your eyes open
yeah, ya know
I see you rappers on TV, you grease monkeys
You mothafuckers greased up with all them tattoos and ya shirt off
You point a gun at me, but not a C.O. - P
Yeah, you soft as cotton
East Side Long Beach - we revolutionary
We revolutionary... but gangsta
 
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"The MAGA Continues"

"The MAGA Continues"


[Narrator:]
His name: "Red Hood"
His movement: "The Red Empire"
[Trump:]
In the good ol' days this doesn't happen
Because they used to treat them very, very rough
I'd like to punch him in the face, I tell ya
[Narrator:]
The MAGA continues...
Word on the street is the Puppet Master got killed
I ain't hear shit, I don't know shit, I ain't seen shit
Word on the street niggas snitched when they got real
That's some weird shit, that's some hoe shit that ain't g shit
The block's hot again, got the Robocops on our ass
What else they gonna do to us already come into the community killin anybody who lowerclass
That ain't nothin' new to us
If ya thought Eric Garner was the first then you don't know the half
The bullets just shoot through us
See they catch us on the Ave. for your phone take a photograph
They gon' go (doot doot) to us
Cop end a nigga life go home and have dinner with his wife
I wonder how a monster like that can look his kids in the eyes
Catch him slippin' we gon hit him with the pipe
Pistol kissin' him goodnight (mwah)
Used to kill us in the dark, now they just kill us in the light
Guess they figure if the pull the trigger on niggas that Martin Luther King fought for, what's a civil right?
(Right, right, right)
Then they wanna know why we act ill with the black steel
Get ya cap peeled get ya hat filled with the lead to the head like an Advil how does that feel
Killin' at will like the Hatfield's & McCoys wit the toys, shootin' like I'm Grant Hill
I've accused of givin' ya fake news but Tamira Rice and Philando Castille that's real
So I'm steppin' on your ant hill, till the shit is at a standstill
Right I'll tell my ghost to hit ya I'ma post a picture
That's how I hit the net with your flicks and chill
(Nah chill Crook)
Sucka don't like what I said, off with his head
Watch out our population of real niggas decrease when I'm dead
I can't talk about unity
I can't talk about unity
I can only talk about where I'm from niggas point a hundred guns at you and me
Higher ups want me to be the ghetto's eulogy, musically, truthfully
I can get a million dollar market if I said "fuck it" and poisoned the community
But I'd rather drop that real
But I'd rather drop that real
Built in Federal crime bill
Got us in an incredible bind still, my OG's locked up still
Pop that pill, rather pop that steel
Cause he been in there for years got eight more of those
Purple OG, got great cornrows
How long he been a ward of the state, Lord knows
Been boxed up since the 90s, get out
Welcome to the future, they still wanna shoot ya
They still execute ya, they still wanna noose ya
They still wanna abuse ya with no retribution
They talk of inclusion, it's all an illusion
The baller confusion, the news they be using the propeganda views to install, in the youth, they alter the truth so they fall in the movement
I fall in the booth and drop an exclusive
All my interviews, they be calling my music, a problem i use it
To solve and rebuke it
 
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"The Oath"

"The Oath"


You join the rebel movement now you speaking to the leader
The system don't like me the system don't like your ass either
The color of your skin don't matter to them you are not equal
If you aren't part of the 1% then you are not 'We, The People'
They actin' like they like you but you cannot join the party
They actin' like they like you but you cannot join the party
You poor and dying on the ground that ambulance is tardy
You rich and dying on the ground they give you a brand new body
These cold-hearted bastards killing children on they leisure
These bastards keep they heart locked up in a cryogenic freezer
They out here drunk with power hanging people till they seizure
They out here having orgy's going both ways just like Cesar
They out here burning money you could have used to feed your family
They laughing at people starving to death here in the Valley
You protest and they tell them robots "go shoot up the rally!"
Till I'm fighting a man with a sign in his hand, he dead up in the alley
If you tired of this shit, then let us take an oath
Said if you tired of this shit then let us take an oath
Said if you tired of this shit then let us take an oath
If you tired of this shit let us take an oath
Now put one hand in the air
Put one hand in the air
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Throw them middle fingers up
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If you break it down I said you join the rebel movement now you speaking to the leader
The system don't like me the system don't like your ass either
You got to de-program and unlearn everything they teach you
They treat you like a puppet then say "fuck you!" and they don't need you
We go and fight their wars then come home it's a damn shame
They got us on the side of the road begging for spare change
While they in the safety of their home, sipping on champagne
We about to make the tables turn, that's on everything
If you tired of this shit, then let us take an oath
Said if you tired of this shit then let us take an oath
Said if you tired of this shit then let us take an oath
If you tired of this shit let us take an oath
Now put one hand in the air
Put one hand in the air
Put one hand in the air
Put one hand in the air
Throw them middle fingers up
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Throw them middle fingers up
Now, jump up and down
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"The Originals"
(feat. Bo-Roc)

"The Originals"
(feat. Bo-Roc)



[Intro]
When they was leaning in they Cadillacs
You was swimming in your daddy’s sax
This is for the originals

[Verse 1]
This is for the originals
We looked up to em even though they was criminals
Niggas did dirt, on Saturday put in work
On Sunday they sit in church
Killers was still spiritual
Doing what they had to do, niggas with an attitude
Alleyways and dead ends, boulevards and avenues
I’m just showing gratitude
We in the ghetto dancing with the devil
And they showed me how to move
By 5th grade they was banging on their teachers
By 6th grade they was blazing up the reefer
By high school they was slanging crack rocks
Picking me up in their low riders, Curtis Mayfield in the speakers
I’m talking Locs and them croaker sacks
Candy painted rags, niggas rocking golf hats
The ones who put Cali on the map
Duct tape wrapped around the handle of the strap
This is for the originals

[Hook]
Would’ve never knew, if it wasn’t for the ones who paved the road
With their rhymes, beats and the flows
The ones who came before, and opened up the door
OGs (this is for the originals) [x5]

[Verse 2]
What you know about them brownie gloves
Down bitch giving you visits, showing you county love
Ever since he had a cape cutter comb hanging out his afro
Lil nigga, they know how down he was
Some had they perm whipped on that big worm tip
Others lost they fucking minds stuck on that sherm dip
This is Cali, don’t slip, keep a firm grip
If it wasn’t for some old bloods and crips, I wouldn’t’ve learned shit
Taught me how to survive in a city
Where niggas get clapped at like they’re performing up in an auditorium
Some real Sun Tzu niggas with a lot of art of war in them
Had gang for days and of course I’m not ignoring them
Always gave me a heater when I needed one
One even told me follow your dreams and one day you might not need a gun
I salute you with every rap I spit out
I was trapped in the ghetto, you gave me the path to get out
This is for the originals

[Hook][x2]
 
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"This Is My Life Man"
(from "Waist Deep" soundtrack)

"This Is My Life Man"
(from "Waist Deep" soundtrack)



Every Life As A Shorty Shakin Be So Rough
Life As A Shorty Shakin Be So Rough Every
Life As A Shorty Shakin Be So Rough Every Every
Life As A Shorty Shakin Be So Rough
Every Life As A Shorty Shakin Be So Rough Every Every
Life As A Shorty Shakin Be So Rough
Here S How It Started Out
1 Day My Fathers Out
He Never Came Back
7 Kidz In My Mamaz House
So Now We Drumerd Out
Money Wise We Quater Drowned
Get That Green Paper By Enemies
Now Thats What I'm About
And Here S Another Reason
Its Not The Summer Season
Ain't No Utilities On In My House
My Little Brother Freezin
How Can I Hustle Sleepin
Late Night To The Cud I'm Creeping
I Can Hear That Money Breathing
I Leave U Bust In Sleeping
Them Streets Were Under Handed
Too Young To Understand It
It Makes My Nerves Bad
Thugin As The Youngest Band Hun
But I Cud Not Run And Had It
I Had To Man Up
I Wanted To Go To College Probably Fucked My Plans Up
I Want To Be A Scholar How I Ended In Hand Cuffs
Every Night My Mamaz Cryin
But I Got To Stand Tough
Look At Me I'm Waiving Pistols
Gimmi Every Thing U Got I Screeming
15 And I'm On A Mission
God Help Me Get Away From These Deamons
This Is My Life Man U Say U Understand
U Claim U Feelin My Pain But U Really Don't Give A Damn
U C Me In Them Streets
No Lyin On These Beach
I Speak The Truth And Proof
Man I Tell U Who I Am
This Is My Life Man U Say U Understand
U Claim U Feelin My Pain But U Really Don't Give A Damn
U C Me In Them Streets
No Lyin On These Beach
I Speak The Truth And Proof
Man I Tell U Who I Am
15 And I'm On A Mission
God Help Me Get Away From These Deamons
They Block My Rightous Vision
I Can C Them Even When I Dreamin
Wish We Was The Cause To Struggle
Wish We Was All In Trouble
Wish We Get Pass All The Mistries
Wish We Can Solve The Puzzle
People Don't Understand Me I Got To Help My Family
My Focus Is Un Canny
What Caused For The Future Hemi
Enemies Wouldn't Care To Twist Me
Gun Shots Here Barely Miss Me
When U Thugin Out There Is Risky
But The Man Upstairs Is With Me
Ive Lost So Many Homies Some Even Burned Alive
V R Been Part Of This Shit
Way B4 We Learn To Drive
Only Thing U Hearing In Both Ears Is That Verse 5
Cuz When U Leave On With Ur Chrome U Wont Return Alive
What Kind Of Person Am I
Goin Up In This Savage Hood
Wish I Was Average Man
Crooked I Is Damaged Goods
My Past Is Not The Best
Its Bad And I Confess
But I Gotta Make It So So Many Don't Think On My Success
This Is My Life Man U Say U Understand
U Claim U Feelin My Pain But U Really Don't Give A Damn
U C Me In Them Streets
No Lyin On These Beach
I Speak The Truth And Proof
Man I Tell U Who I Am
This Is My Life Man U Say U Understand
U Claim U Feelin My Pain But U Really Don't Give A Damn
U C Me In Them Streets
No Lyin On These Beach
I Speak The Truth And Proof
Man I Tell U Who I Am
This Is My Life Man Its Much More Than Music Homie
Stare At Me This Is The Young Mans Medicine Right Here
This Is My Life Homie
U Know I'm Talkin About
Way More Than Music
Ghetto America
Ghetto Mother Fuckin America
This Is The Life He Gave Me
This Is My Life Homie
Life As A Shorty Shakin Be So Rough
Life As A Shorty Shakin Be So Rough Every Every
Life As A Shorty Shakin Be So Rough Every Every
Life As A Shorty Shakin Be So Rough
Rough
 
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"Thug Poetry"
(feat. Jay Townsend)

"Thug Poetry"
(feat. Jay Townsend)



[KXNG Crooked:]
Baby you stacked like eighty ad-libs
We should settle down, have some crazy ass kids
You knowing how a maniac lives
You my baby, got by back, she my rib, that's baby back ribs
At times, I get lost looking at your perfection
Your natural selection, your afro is flexin
We damn sure is sexing
Everytime we do it's like an out of body experience
Astral projection
Travel with a king
Pack your baggage up and leave, yeah
I happen to believe you've heard enough noise
From them fuck boys
They are what the apple was to Eve
Black Adam is the key
Don't let the party stop
Yeah your mind and your heart is your best body parts
But I'd be fronting if I didn't
Tell you that you wasn't dipped in gold
Your skin tone remind me of body art
The life of an outlaw is a roller coaster
The Red Empire put me on wanted posters
When life get crazy I wanna hold you closer
Then both of my toes cuz in my shoulders holster
Pal walk 'em out see you smile
Tomorrow's never promise so we living in the now
Fuck living in the denial (the nile) like Cleopatra swimming in and out
Your royalty lets listen to below ling vibe

[Jay Townsend:]
To the words, I speak
To the rhythm of the beat
To your layers get weak
Everything I do is all for ya
Cuz you rock with a nigga like me
Hold it down for a king like me
In the bed put it down on me
Girl, you must be my soul sister

[KXNG Crooked:]
You a pretty young thing and you ride or die
Hell's flames can't explain how hot you are
Got you sneaking in tongues when you rock my mind
Ma ma se, ma ma sa, ma ma ku sa
We just searching for the glory on
We from a poor territory huh
I'm just a lower class nigga with a
Glass slipper for the Cinderella love story
Fuck with me
I'ma always be a rebel till them devils come and get me
I'ma die with you on my mind when the cops stuck at me
But until that happen just fall deeply in love with me
I can face anything in the world if you thug with me
Cuz we vibrate higher
I think your eyes see Mariah
I think your thighs say Maliyah
Recon to this fire and desire
You think its trainer you know were on some rare shit
Walking in the park you got me doing all that square shit
Talk with me heart when it's you and me and
I usually leave those thoughts in the dark
I used to target these hoes with game sharp as a dart

[Jay Townsend:]
To the words, I speak
To the rhythm of the beat
To your layers get weak
Everything I do is all for ya
Cuz you rock with a nigga like me
Hold it down for a king like me
In the bed put it down on me
Girl, you must be my soul sister

[Outro:]
So what you cook for dinner tonight
(You know I got you some steak, mash potatoes, asparagus)
What about desert
(You know you know I got you something special)
Uh oh
(You know)
What's that
(You hear that)
Hold on let me go look at the window
Yo what the fuck is going on out here
(What's going on baby)
They be rioting or something
(Let me see)
 
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"Total Slaughter"

"Total Slaughter"


[Royce da 5'9":]
Total slaughter, total slaughter
I won't leave a single man alive
La-dickda-dickdie, la-dickda-dickdie
Let's begin killing time

[Joe Budden:]
Want no part to your bars hooks or similes
So make sure the trash ain't put in my memory
Songs sound like you ain't put in no energy
I'm all time great I'll be put with the Kennedy's
Veteran savvy rookies should know
Never mind beef all about pussy and dough
You can get put in the bag like I took it to go
In the crib trophy case only took it for show
[?] All dead corpses
Now it look like I'm wearing all red forces
Don't wanna be hearing niggas scream "I'll clinch"
Y'all already know who seen 'bout this (House Gang Whuddup!)

[Royce Da 5'9":]
Thuggin' you love it, dead 'em, it's nuttin' to say
Behead him and leaving his head on public display
Holy mother of God I'm fuckin' a virgin
Mary I'm using a rubber
Yeah I'm gettin' money
High's and lows I rise and pose like Heisman trophy's
Pardon me 'cause as I impose I O.D
All my foes and peers I've know for years
I no longer hear so y'all should call me OG
My style is squeeze and he constant meets content
So a memory of Trayvon Martin
I take a man hood from him and then I feed him the Fleece Johnson
Y'all don't want it with the HOUSE GANG!

Pick 'em up let 'em down
Where I'm from we see a fucking dead body every day
Where I'm from we see a fucking dead body every day
Where I'm from we catch a body every day
Yeah we all about that (Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter)
Yeah we all about that (Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter)

[KXNG Crooked:]
Everybodys on everything
Promethazine and phetamines the shit you never seen like ketamine
Niggas on bikes drug peddling
Married to the life fuck a wedding ring
I'm high as billie holiday, homes
In this modern day Rome, slaughters gotta stay on
Gimme a bottle now [?] chick is winning the lotto
If your women ain't willing to swallow tell your daughter stay home
I just fucked me a black girl, and a white girl at the same time up in this bitch
You ain't never fuck a black girl, and a white girl, at the same time unless the bitch mix
Flagrant, poor sportsman, in the Icabod Crane thing
That's the drop Ferrari headless horseman
I'm too drunk to stop for law enforcement fuck that!

[Royce Da 5'9":]
Pick 'em up let 'em down
Where I'm from we see a fucking dead body every day
Where I'm from we see a fucking dead body every day
Where I'm from we catch a body every day
Yeah we all about that (Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter)
Yeah we all about that (Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, slaughter)

Total slaughter, total slaughter
I won't leave a single man alive
La-dickda-dickdie, la-dickda-dickdie
Let's begin killing time
 
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"Truth (Why You Mad)"
(feat. Royce 5'9")

"Truth (Why You Mad)"
(feat. Royce 5'9")



You gon' get a lotta' people mad, you speakin' lotta' truth
You gon' get a lotta' people mad, you speakin' lotta' truth
You gon' get a lotta' people mad, you speakin' lotta' truth
You gon' get a lotta' people mad, you speakin' lotta' truth
Oh you mad 'cause I'm stylin' on you

[KXNG CROOKED:]
"I gave you niggas the truth, huh? Huh?"
"And what'd you do with it?"
You ignored it and bought a bunch of fairy tales, huh? (uh, uh)
You niggas losing it
I coulda' did it for the mainstream (uh, uh)
Nah, I wasn't cool with it
Truthfully, I never thought I'd rap like Common Sense
But I woke up my people, been rapping like Common since
The hood is moving different than you envisioned
Consumerism's the new religion
There's fewer Christians and fewer Bishops reading them Jewish scriptures
A slew of bitches with shoe addictions and niggas who truly risking it all for the coupe if the roof is missing
On a foolish mission
What if I told you I knew the system wanted the future spending their youth in prison
"Who would listen?"
No time to listen to dudes who spittin', while music's missing
Just booze and women, your jewels are drippin
But you was trippin', because your jewels have nothing to do with wisdom
You stupid, ludicrous, nigga
You's a victim (Amen)
We lost souls, put that on the bible
Sell us some Jordan's
We'll be ignoring distorting on what's important
Even though there's been a war on the poor
Before they was recording, Jordan scoring titles
Me and your survival was more than vital
They say my people are like Jelly Beans
Wait!
Because nobody like the black ones
Unless it's our culture, then they like everything
Wait!
"I tell the truth, I get attacked, huh?"

You gon' get a lotta' people mad, you speakin' lotta' truth
You gon' get a lotta' people mad, you speakin' lotta' truth
You gon' get a lotta' people mad, you speakin' lotta' truth
You gon' get a lotta' people mad, you speakin' lotta' truth
Oh you mad 'cause I'm stylin' on you

[Royce Da 5'9":]
Tell the truth, "nigga, who the best in this industry?"
If it ain't Crooked, Kendrick and Cole, bitch, then it's me
You only acting tough 'cause you sniffing coke and sippin' Hennessy
I click triggers re-lentlessly
I kill rich niggas instantly
While I'm here I'm fucking all your little bitches
All I said to that little thot, was "hello" back
Marshall called me the best out, I called him the "kettle black"
I'm like Nas, I'm about the check
My cars is parked in an underground garage like Das EFX
I'm about the deposits like I'm in debt, 'cept I'm not in debt
I move in silence and I don't move inside it, unless I'm protected like contracepts
I'm a Contra-vet
Thought you got me my [?] was wet
God just wept
I'm the flyest yet
I'm disguised as Ness
Your brides is [?], but your [?]
I left my deposit slip on the Gaza strip, while I was checking my connect
Yes!
I confess
I don't rap for checks
I rap to kill rappers and for my respect
I shall let this nine go pyrotech'
Lies gon' catch up and guys get lied to rest
I confess, shit don't go right, then I go left
We not friends, do not flinch like Tourette's
I'm on yo' head!
Like berets
I'ma show up where you did your show last
That's gon' be yo' ass
I don't get you there, I come to yo' ave
I don't get you there, I come to yo' lab
Show up frontin' like I'm drunk with the MO-AB
I'm a seasoned Slaughter House general, ya'll the beginners bro
If I'm starving you know I target your dinner bowl
I'm a part of an augmented envision in God's image
Part of a team that brings all the women
When I'm stepping wherever, they got to check the weather
When I'm summoning, summer bring autumn winters
I'm too up to understand what under means
Anytime I'm coming it's humbling to all contenders
Male or female, we can bet your budget
I got asked in a interview, "where did I think I would be if I wasn't in this bitch being the best who does it?"
That's easy, I be somewhere else, being the best who does it
 
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