Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Mean Mug Muzik
It's that new Chicago gangsta
That old sh** is out
That new sh**
Say hello to the future, b**hes
(It's that What-the-f**-you-lookin-at music)
[ VERSE 1 ]
Welcome to Chicago where beef is realer
Where in hairy situations we brush with d**h and comb the streets for scrilla
It's a cold world when n***as drawin heat can k** us
The illest of breeds willin to make you bleed to feel us
A animal on his corporate grizzly
Spit divine as Corpus Christi
Flow in hellfire till your corpse is cripsy
Threats became visual
Clappin at the face of Red Kerr-a** n***as like Jordan's pre-game ritual
Here's a sicker dosage, keep your triggers focused
Keep the n***a closest, from the inside out like trichinosis
It's Hood Deal Or No Deal, we face obstacles
Tryina get paper, avoid the biggest cases possible
Now I ain't even tryin, I just ran off and scribbled
I'm Hail Mary in a stand-off or handoff the middle
Since my hands often brittle
Every strap I put a extra body on it like a ( ? ) it's man off the dribble
Then after my conquest expect the extortion
That's the best sh** next to endorsements
Wave Tecs for enforcements
So f** yo high tolerance for pain, you b**hes better be born with extra endorphins
I'm the son of the soil
I rep the Chi
From 11-9 to the crumbled buildings of Cabrini hard
Acknowledge the demi god
You a p**y, pubic bikini job
Opposite end of the blade of Sweeny Todd
[ VERSE 2 ]
Since my ejaculation fate was automatic profit and fortune
Why the f** ( ? ) catastrophic proportions
Leave bodies severed and the sockets contortioned
This is barrel in your mouth, pad his pocket extortion
Name your favorite spitters
I orchestrate a**a**ination
Unmask your Jason's 16-bar fascination
I'm Fantastic Four with the flow
Rock Fire sh** Unseen by any Stretch of your imagination
If you n***as ain't b**hin over statue placement
Then it's southern over-saturation or Hova's maturation
My saliva and venom from a cobra's ( ? )
f** your gratulations, I take scrilla over adulation
This is sick cinema converted to canvas
Workin a vaginal with 16 cervical cancers
With no medicinal or surgical answers
50-40 foot vertical stances, leaps and bounds ahead of y'all
Impervious bars, hit the a** on the curviest broads
Well gangsta, you know the sturdiest odds
Spit scurviest ( ? ), b**h, my only opponent worthy is God
Even then I'll topsy-turvy them odds
Get it gone or get it mashed in excessively
I wear your f**in skull as a fashion accessory
f*g, eat a dick veiny, Dick Cheney
Till it bust on you like a hunting accident - he's kinda sick, ain't he?