[KL]
Yo, here we go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah y'all, yeah y'all
That new Screw sh** y'all
This is what y'all been worrying right? Uh-huh
This is that new Screw sh** right here
[Poet]
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Screwball; Poet, KL...introducing Matrix
Back up, I'm 'bout to wage out
I'm 'bout to pull my sh**
Clit a spip out
Y'all n***as don't know nothing about
The dangerous routes
The roads I travelled, the walls, the battles, the coke
The spots, the money, the rains that fall from the top
And still survive the bust shots
Spit flames; n***as gettin' slaughtered in flames
'sh**'s not a game
I'm flowin' like a hurricane
I come through you town and let murder rain
Acid from the planes
When it's time to bang I bang out
I'll leave you on the corner with your f**in' brains out
Creep up on you were you love to hang out
Like Old Dog and Kane when they pulled them thangs out
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Walk like a gangsta; talk like a gangsta
Gats done squeezin'; make 'em buck like a gangsta
Though cats; grillin' em
Bad b**hes fillin' em
Thuns keep it real with em
b**h n***as; k**in' them
[Matrix Bars]
We live life like n***as who can die any day
But you forget it's heaven, but we lie anyway
Smoke live ever lade, three times everyday
We spark three Scotts, my climb all day
My light in all directions, move in all ways
I travel like smoke that creep through hallways
Seep through doorways... cracks and crevices
My gage just die from lack of
How many n***as that you know that can mop a D?
Know we dead a** won't, won't, won't, cop the pleat
But then you never met a n***a that's as co*ky as me
Pull a flame, throw it out, make 'em drop and then freeze
Let 'em know I ain't playing; pop one in his knee
Have his team and cops come gunning for me
Have gat men coming; have 'em running from me
Where them missiles come from?
From Matrix B, n***a
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[KL]
Ay yo, I'm low key
What the f** you look like tryin' approach me?
Put your brains out on the ground with the debris
I rob with each, my whole click cop your squeeze
We don't get money n***as, f** them petty thug n***as
I'm that gangsta n***a; pop slugs in your wick
I'm that gangsta n***a; said f** what you did
I'm that gangsta n***a your b**h wanna be with
New gel like hair grease
Just leave it on a small piece
But the picture's bigger than you
I'm living from Screw, Lou!
Open the gates 'cuz I'm sending 'em through
I got the semi and the Henny and a mob that smash
All you over night thug n***as just won't last
Got enough thuns and gun that'll come and blast
We could duck on you b**h a** n***as and keep our freedom
Murk you on the low and tell your click when we see 'em
f** y'all, kiss our a**, we got cash now!
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[Outro: KL]
Yeah, yeah...you know, you know
Did about some game sh** right?
Here we are again, r-right now...Srewball
Yeah, this sh** ain't f**ing dying down yo'
'f** y'all doing? Screwball right here
And we still popping off n***a, we still popping off
We ain't slowing nothing down
We gone' be dropping albums like mix tapes n***a
'Bout to make the game hard
And next time it's gone' be on your motherf**ing jaw
Screwball...Hyped Entertainment...let it speak n***a, yeah
One album, Screw some sh**
Y'all ain't ready for this type of sh** yet
Shot n***as down
fu*k a major label...eat a dick
....This is that sh**