You know them ThugLine niggas come to town (Punk ass niggas, fuck them niggas bitches). Kaymont comin too ('Specially Kaymont, I'ma hit that nigga up. You know you easily touched) [I heard that nigga think he tough] {That nigga bullshit like he got no jewerly, no chedda no chedda. No love for that nigga}. Get that nigga.
-Kaymont-
Well is the return of the prodigy son/ The grand emperial, yo heard we have beef/ Cop the burn and scratch the cereal/ Legends in the hood, they say the good die young/ From 2pac to Big L to Eazy and Big Pun, thug in peace yall better off on the otherside/ When your soul let rest and theres no meaning to stress/ Them niggas be packin a vest, but I'ma see if it works/ Hit you up with a Tech and let me see if it hurt/ We could range the livin I'm seein visions of prison of solitary confinement from livin criminal minded/ I witnessed the whole world from my project window/ The game of life changed many wives to widows/ I slept with satin pillows with the heat underneath/ Until us thugs unite, there can never be peace/ More money more problems, yall ain't figured it out?/ Its the American dream nigga and I'm livin it out
-LaReece-(Kaymont)-{Asu}-Chorus-
{C'mon} Nigga huh? {Nigga} Nigga {Nigga} what, what the fuck? It's Kaymont ya'll so you bitch niggas better duck {C'mon}/ We in the battle trick, you know its you thats gettin stuck {Stuck}/ (We goin pound for pound and round for round){C'mon nigga, bitch}
-Kaymont-
Kaymont the profit plus your dearly departed/ I anticipated the hatin' before the war started/ Yall niggas want beef? We can war for centuries/ Keep my name out your mouth/ And yall better not mention me, cause I ain't fuckin round/ In a new millennium cause niggas is packin heat, and caps they peelin them/ Cause the game done got these thugs and crews fucked up/ We can't even walk the block without gettin stuck up/ So I gotta hit my knees and pray to god for forgiveness/ If I murdered that nigga, I pray I never leave a witness/ Cause a snitch ain't no different from a bitch or a hoe/ You wanna get it on with Big Miz? Ya'll can all die slow/ You know I'm callin the shots, and I'm also bustin them/ Niggas got love for The Line, but we ain't trustin them/ So quit plottin on us, tryin to set us up to fail/ For' you fuck around and receive a letter bomb in your mail
-Chorus-
-Kaymont-
I'm the opposite of what you expected, now I'm older/ Everytime I think about Ant, my mind gets colder/ Retaliation is a must, but these streets is stale/ If its on then its on, fuck it than I ain't carin/ Cause my days be longer, times get rougher wether it be music or dope/ Yo I refuse to suffer/ Cause its all in the game, when you change the rules cause niggas is dyin in the struggle, man that shit ain't cool/ Murder the C-L-K, escapin bullets to spray/ Droppin jewels for tapes, hopin one day they might pay/ Alot of industry cats is nothin but snakes that slither/ I'm bringin heat to all you niggas, and your girl I'll prolly hit her/ I never kiss and tell, leave fingerprints on shells/ Do dirt and get caught, and can never make bail/ Nigga this is ThugLine, tell me who got the clout?/ We them playas up in the club that you niggs read about
-Chorus-
-Asu-(Guy)-{LaReece}-Outro-
Man, I don't know what yall sayin (That nigga was fuckin your ass up man){Them niggas is not playin}.(Fuck them ThugLine niggas man) Man, that mothafucka did not fuck me up man, shit. Nigga dropped you, nigga dropped you {Both of yall asses got knocked out}(Fuck them ThugLine niggas) Su dropped you, nigga {Both of yall asses got knocked out} you asleep nigga you ain't livin you sleep nigga. (I bet you that nigga won't hit me again) But you he will, naw I won't hit you no more nigga {Both of yall asses got knocked out}. You niggas come back, you can't drink no more (Man fuck that, I won't be here when they get back)