(feat. Josey Scott, Lil' Wyte)
[Lil Wyte]
Ya this Lil Wyte layin' it down for that ACP
We 'bout to throw these boys in a motherf**in mosh pit
For those of y'all who don't know what a mosh pit is
It's just a bunch of drunk, ignorant motherf**ers
gettin' the sh** whooped out of 'em to some music, you know what I'm sayin?
[Hook: repeat 2X]
Throw 'em in the mosh pit!
Stomp 'em in the mosh pit!
Swing your motherf**in fists and beat em in the mosh pit!
[Juicy J]
Its the Juice, up in the club
So raise your set high in the air and show me love
We drinkin' beer, we smokin' pere
Its just alive and three 6 mafia in your ear
We sippin' syrup, you might get hurt
We snatchin' b**hes beatin' 'em down in the dirt
We dumpin' fur, we throwin' chairs
So if you scary get your a** up out of here
[DJ Paul]
Now show them golds, and swing them bows
Take your shirt off and commence to whippin' hoes
We got that danger, built for a stranger
Your boys scared to f** with us but I don't blame 'em
They swingin' knives, they poppin' guns
Roll with them punches motherf**er don't run
Swing back (swing back!), pop back (pop back!)
Clear the room motherf**er like click click (boom!)
[Hook 4X]
[Josey Scott]
Here I come, an only son
I'm goin' straight out the ghetto to number one
I'm gettin' higher, I'm on fire!
So all you haters better get ready to retire
I'm on the scene, I keep it mean
I went from having no chedder to bling bling
I got some ice, I'm never nice
And I'm a k**er so don't make me say it twice
Straight out of Memphis, can I get a witness?
And I be lookin for the chickens with the thickness
I'm here forever, any kind of weather
You say you don't take advice you f**in' better
My anger swellin', my hate it dwellin'
I might be naughty or nice there ain't no tellin'
My mind trash, I'm about to blast
Not even a hero can save your f**in' a**!
[Hook 2X]
[Lil Wyte]
See the Lil Wyte, I'm from the bay
I do not play, you best of prayed
This is my time, I'm 'bout to blind
I'm smokin' pine, I am so high
I'm 'bout to ride, best not collide
'Cuz if I see you I'm creepin' up from behind
You better hide, you on my side
You in my hood and I know I'm up in your mind
I'll break it down, just like a pound
Of some of the prettiest gally that you done found
I am the man, you are a lame
I'll f** you up worst than the effect of a plane
This is the real, don't like the feel?
Then get back off in the kitchen where you can chill
I roll with k**ers, and drug dealers
And all the others I kick it with 'bout their scriller
Throw 'em in the mosh pit!
[Chris Steve talking]
Yo this is Chris Steve from Saliva comin' at you
I'm bumpin' this Unbreakables motherf**er
You can't even get with this sh**
You can't handle it
You can't even f**in taste this motherf**er
You know what, 'cuz this dick is in your god damn mouth b**h!
f**in' dirtiest of the dirty motherf**in' south comin' at you