Lyrical Gangbang

This should be played at high volume

Preferably in a residential area

Now I'ma kick up dust, as I begin to bust

On the wick-wack, fucked up suckers you can't trust

When I pick up, I lick up, ya face get smacked up

When I rack up, so all you motherfuckers just pack up

Or get slapped with the swiftness

If you think you're swift then forget Merry Christmas

Now stuff that in your stocking

I'm knockin' 'em out the boxin'

Knockin' 'em out their sockin'

'Cause Robin is rockin'

Breakin' 'em down to the slab

Takin' 'em down on their ass

Now what you wanna do? Ya wanna battle, huh?

See you watch and creak without a motherfuckin' paddle

Rattle that brain, I'm not that same ol' plain Jane

We're on you like a border, you're nothin' more than a crane

Or a pebble, take it from the real rap rebel

Not Bushwick Bill but I can take it to that other level

You think you got pull then pull it, uhh!

I got the trigger so I figure you'll bite the bullet

Then bite the dust and wipe the fuck

Do what I must and what I must is bust

The bubble or choose some trouble, forty-due's

So stick to my Luger, Lady of Rage is comin' thru

Some cool shit, some cool shit

I fears no one, I makes 'em cool off like a polar cap

Lynchin' as I hits, misses the rollin's back

Pushin' packs to make a profit

Diggy dope stuck on the topic so stop and gimme my pops, kid

I'm livin' large like a fat bitch

So get back, bitch, I'm hard to broke art so the faggots

This young black kid, I'm mercenary, merciless

Murderin' mega some niggas so who's first to diss?

They say I'm bad so you'll find none worst than this

Chewin' motherfuckers up like a Hershey Kiss

Put to sleep, rippin' the lyrics I'm leavin' in the mind of each

Rough wind flex too complex, wrecks, then I'm peace

So feel the wrath, nigga, I rip in half niggas

You quick ta talk shit I whip your ass nigga

So watch me blast, nigga, 'cause I'm the last nigga

You wanna fuck wit, so up your cash, nigga

I make stagger, ob' skills and jimmy ragged

I'm a good tracker, scopin' your girl then watch me tag her

Pullin' steel like a stunt

Shown like an ID card, nigga, no needs ta front, so

Here to torment up a track on crack

And I'm strapped witta semi-toll milli-ten Mac

Yo, I breaks 'em off, I breaks 'em off cheap

Deadly as Jason on Friday The 13th

A to the motherfuckin' K

(I'm erm, I-I'm like the new shit, you know?)

Back in the days, niggas they use to scrap

But now in ninety-due', niggas they pull they strap

'Cause, umm, police dem come wicked and dem shoot

Niggas, so niggas retaliate and start to loot

Execute, boom, stompin' black soldier

Here to teach and mould ya

The enervator, dominator, narrator RB to the motherfuckin' X

Flex wicked styl-e, bompin' be found into greed by a

Maniac with a gat

See nowadays niggas is like that

I pull my trigger back, the bullets go

Bop, bop, bop, now I'm on Death Row

Fuck it, niggas goin' wild, every night they shoot, it's like Beirut

Maybe you should get a Teflon vest for your chest

Anytime ya step into my hood

But that'll do you know good

One slug to ya face, no hate, you gettin' smoked like wood

Nasty nigga but he pumps, face back on the concrete

Here comes the white sheet

Mr. Coroner cocked with some yellow tape

But the murderers escape

Audi lane five G's

Lyrical gangbang but it's just a G thang