[Snug Brim]
I know you know this is Kansas City where n***a life don't mean sh**
So step to me and immediatly get ya dome split
I pack heat for days, run streets wit K's and hollows
On the concrete ya saved, you made the pill no swallow
You never thought tommorrow
You'd see me beamed up off I'm down wit a pump
Searchin for the n***as on a hunt
Jerkin on the trigga when I dump
Its not a game dude my k**as will mangle
Anything in my range fool, when hatin' get flame move
We play the same rules, bustin out thirty-two shots
Lookin to murda ya block, they neva heard of you shot
Them come and servin you, Snug Brimm get the flashin
Innocent til I'm provin guilty, Snug Brimm get the blastin
And f** the homicide charge I got the Exposito
A mob figga, plus a lawyer and do work for kilos
You know the steelo, real n***as neva talk
Just listen this Duece sh** comin wit heat up out the kitchen
[Tech N9ne]
Rough n***as in the street will bust for the bread in me
Duece 57 Street and seven duece be packin heat
Punks get the f** away from we
'Fore we buckin the, mothaf**in G-U-N-Z
[Hook] Mr. Stinky & (Tech N9ne)
They dont want f** wit us (When I believe I will die)
They dont want f** wit us (Many hatas wanna try)
As watch out gunz will bust
(Real n***as run the streets wit they gats up)
(Everything got and hoes gettin snatched up)
[Hollow Tip]
If you my enemy, my energy, Yo' rhymes is elemantary
Get lost in penetentiary when I begin the century
So mention me, and I'mma heat this track up
If its a hundred of you demons I suggest you f**in back up
I will mack up, don't slack up, I'mma act up wrong
Any muthaf**a that think he got his clown suit on
Step on, destroy ya mind you wastin' ya time
Cuz when I spit a f**in rhyme, I got a million in line
Now listen to me, a b**h to do, nicknamin me Hollow Tip
When I spittin off clips betta k** yo click
And I'll ya brain if you can't maintain
Betta slow ya roll boy, really hungry ain't no ho boy
Lets just show boy, and ya know boy that
I whoop yo a** like whoa boy
You a decoy, I'm the real thang
I'm the genius, you a pea brain
Get pissed on, and whipped on, so who you talkin sh** on
I'mma spit on, any n***as spirit that step to me
Tryin to take my soul from under me
But I got a life time warranty
[Skatterman]
Its Skatterman came consistently dirty
From K.C. we're in the drought we pay fifty for birdies
Pack is short I call Snug and just give him the word he
Take ya faith before he tell on me they get him for burndry
Hustlas shoot sh**, rob sh**, blue sh**
Hardcore convicts, mob sh**, you snitch, k** em below ticks
New sh**, knew sh**, knew we crossin the color lines
Nuff money, nuff weed, make a tought n***a color blind
We ran for curb servers then hop in and out of cars
Ran for cash wit third murders then hop in and out of bars
D12, Strange Music, Rougue Dogs, Regime
Duece Click, Dough Boys, Young Gunz, same team
Same beams, n***as that'll split ya cherry
Vigilantes muthaf**a plus permits to carry
b**h you scary, f** you and that b**h you married
Cross anyone I named that sh**'ll get you barried
[Tech N9ne]
Rough n***as in the street will bust for the bread in me
Duece 57 Street and seven duece be packin heat
Punks get the f** away from we
'Fore we buckin the, mothaf**in G-U-N-Z
[Hook]
[Tech N9ne]
It's all out war for the punks
Funk finna jump chumps get a lump
When I dump tunks for the biuncs
Gump wanna thump over pumps in a bump
Rumps get it crunk when I skunk runts I'mma monk
What you bunk n***as want
f** what you thunk you sunk in a trunk
fu*k THAT, we done heard and took enough crap
Trust we bust back when muskrats bust caps
I'mma tryna touch scrath, and bring my hell to party
And for the last time motherf** Vell Bakardy
You cannot rap wit me scrap wit me n***a to the back of me
Catastrophe hit you sh**s ragedy it had to be this
Tragedy sh**, s** it up don't be mad at me b**h
I'm glad to be rich you gets none wit that f*ggoty bits
I'mma a ex poppin, shroom droppin, rock 'n roll star
Youz a, no coppin hoes stalkin drunk and a old fart
Its a shame, think you quick but you heard we flow quicka
Plus the b**hes don't want to f** a black herpe nosed n***a
THIS IS IT Y'ALL
Dump this p**y of in a pit dog
No stackin in hip hop it must not be his nitch y'all
So take the chicken exit, Tech Ninnas whats up
Next time grown folks talk you shut the f** up
b*tch