CHORUS (X2)
We the motherfucking pimps and we don’t give a fuck
If you wanna fuck with us then you’ll get fucked up
If you wind up fucking dead then that shit’s just tough
We told you not to fuck with us
VERSE 1 (A-Bomb)
I’ll take a rusty knife and slowly bring it to your stomach
Cut out mostly all your organs and watch it as your heart
plummets
Tear out your nervous system floss my teeth with ‘em
Hit ‘em and lit ‘em up without hesitation
And bracing for what’s next I’m facing
Court dates and time behind bars
All just ‘cause manslaughter with cars
And putting bleach in hypodermics
Grilling eyeballs on my furnace
Forgive me for being earnest
If you heard our song on the radio just turn it
But don’t tell me you fucking learned it
I’m a horrible influence, at school I’m either wasted or
truant
I’m bilingual in Ebonics and eating the vagina
So you could say I’m cunnilingual or (ching chang) if you’re
from China
Or (gyuck!) if you’re from South Carolina
Design a noose for your parents, inherit all of the riches
As soon as they’re two dead bitches
Officials are convinced it was witches
Or something else that’s paranormal
Formerly known as someone alive, can’t survive
Something much more graphic than porno
You’re making me nervous, I’m searching for purpose
My trigger finger’s itchy, and hatred has surfaced
Extracting revenge, I’m packing defense
For if anyone comes fronting it’s about to be the end
Believing the lies all throughout my life
That I have to kill or be killed so I sharpen my knife
And I’m thinking tonight, I’ve been drinking since five
And I’m ready for a fight so bump this anthem to our lives
CHORUS (X2)
VERSE 2 (Enway)
Listen you stupid little motherfucking bitch
I don’t give a fuck if your ass is so rich
‘Cause imma come to your house and up to your bad
Gag your fucking mouth shut, gun to your head
It’s judgment day so I judge away
My verdict is you’re gonna die today
‘Cause Enway does not play
Underneath the clay in the ground you’re gonna lay
I’m ready to rip ‘em with my words and my rhythms
Girls come my way but they’re just another victim
So I get my pitbull to fuck ‘em up and sick ‘em
You gamble with your life, no you don’t fucking pick ‘em
I explode like a comet, so vomit
‘Cause the day I die it’s gonna be atomic
A sad dark day just like the Holocaust
But I keep shooting ‘til all the lives are lost
VERSE 3 (N Squared)
I’m ready to brawl, my trigger finger’s steady and now
You’re dreading the fall
Up against incredible odds, audience providing deadly
applause
Screaming out to finish him off, and knock his block off
I have ever weapon ever designed by mankind
All you could find was a toothpick? Are you blind or just stupid?
You’re out of time and can’t rewind
It’s not a crime the cops won’t find a single bit of
evidence
It’s evident that I’ll be prevalent, have you shaking like
gelatin
Hoarding your organs and selling them
To the highest bidder, get rich quicker
Than Bill Gates dealing Ritalin, high on adrenaline
I make a fool moan, and who knows
When this nine is gonna shooter over twenty shells into your
blue coat
And turn it purple, let’s pass this hurdle
I’ll ask you first though, what do you want on your
tombtstone?
And I’m not talking ‘bout pizza toppings, I’m talking ‘bout
your coffin
So hop in let’s get it rocking, let’s get this shit popping
y’all
‘Cause I’m ready to fight right now
I pull the chrome once you’re in my sight like ‘blow’
I’ll never stop hounding you, not after one round or two
It’s clear you’re bound to lose
And ‘til you’re buried everywhere you go you’ll hear my
sound with you
Meet me tomorrow, showdown’s at noon
CHORUS (X2)