VERSE 1 (A-Bomb)
People tell me stop rapping, stop dreaming, stop scheming
It’s just not gonna happen, so if you’re clapping
Stop believing, stop releasing information, it’s leaking
Like a whole in a boat, except for nobody’s leaving
And now you’ve stolen my hope, I’m hopeless, approach this
If I were rich I’d toast this, or boast thick stacks of cash
And flashy racks of plaques
I wish I was, I’ll bitch and cuss until it’s past the fact
Now pass that grass
CHORUS
Bah-dum-dum-dum-dum
Y’all bitches better run run
We kill bitches for fun
‘Cause CI is number one
VERSE 2 (N Squared)
So what, you thought you got ridda me?
Bitch you’ve gotta be kidding me
Imma rap for infinity
Kill you if you talk shit to me
But I can be friendly, see?
I’ll drown you in Hennessy
So at least you can be drunk when you croak unexpectedly
I’m a murderous motherfucking asshole
Leave your corpse looking nasty like rotten casseroles
When I blast holes, and leave you looking like swiss cheese
I’m the G behind the Unsolved Mysteries
Blow this track loose, ‘cause I can’t lose
I’m a motherfucker who’ll blast you
Leave you in
cast or two
Looking like a mummy whose embalming is past due
I’ll blast every last dude in your crew
Wear a tu-tu when I come through
Ballet’s in town bitch, murdering fools
Assassinate presidents, I’m one evil resident
To pull the trigger bitch, I won’t even be hesitant
CHORUS
VERSE 3 (Mase Dizzle)
Oh no, it’s me
The M-A-S-E
D-O-double G-Y
D-O-double G
Back with a whole lot of style from Cali
‘Cause I’m so fresh like baby’s breath
With a flow so sick, you think it’s crystal meth
So brace yourself bitch, ‘cause it’s me and A-Bomb
With a dose of N Squared just for your mom
This track is deadlier than Saddam
‘Cause we’re the three kings and you’re just a pawn
Yo, we got more grass than your front lawn
Oh… yawn
It’s goddamn boring being this good
And I feel so ghetto repping my hood
In St. Louis Park you gotta carry a gun
So if you’re a bitch I suggest you run
CHORUS