Outerspace - Mossberg Solution lyrics

[Verse 1: Crypt the Warchild] Let it be known we too much for these undercla**men f** the lights, f** the cameras, I want the action I want in on anything that can get me money For the root of evil watch how I get ugly Completely famished, hungry is an understatement That's real talk, my words they under investigation I'm never hesitating, too much time is wasted I ain't half-baked, my brain is never vegetating Everybody wanna rap, gotta regulate em Thou shall not spit in my presence, that is my legislation Constant elevation, constant steady pacing Deadly melodies, deadly combinations MCs nowadays heavy population Too many hard-looks, we gotta rock their face in I ain't no Indian, homie I'm a chief rocka Goodfella capo, put you in a meat locker [Hook] We ain't going nowhere, locked and loaded in here We controlling this here, all of our soldiers is near We ain't going nowhere, locked and loaded in here We controlling this here, all of our soldiers is near [Verse 2: Planetary] The terror's unholy so cherish the sun slowly The pharaoh inside of a narrow grave, you can't control me If I die nobody hold me, my body would rather be lonely My soul is in purgatory waiting for Satan to scold me If I had to go back into the old me I'd be depressed and distraught from all of the OE I'd rather take a f**ing shot of that Cognac Y'all n***as is bottom-feeders, the rest of y'all below that Pharaoh clique man we deep like the Wu was Or really like the Wu is but we be the new buzz A few d** got you n***as all ga**ed up MP3s are like M-16s after they pa** us Ask for us, Outerspace we salute y'all Only f** with fam cause y'all be acting all RuPaul My n***as rugged, we carry Louisville Sluggers And we claiming outerspace, ain't a f**ing soul above us n***a [Hook] We ain't going nowhere, locked and loaded in here We controlling this here, all of our soldiers is near We ain't going nowhere, locked and loaded in here We controlling this here, all of our soldiers is near [Verse 3: Vinnie Paz] I'mma do what I gotta do to get the gwap And if it's daylight and kids is out I wet their block Young boys, no respect, they will get their pop I'm a G, I'm polite, let me get that opp (break bread god) My head wrapped like the Iron Sheik And the Desert E have your wig peeled like tires screeching The bullet holes have you dying leaking My beat's savage, it speaks Spanish like I was Rican Y'all last like y'all was culo Son chill all of y'all grill like ? Guns big like they was sumo Let em bang, I let em hang like they Arturo (Blood and guts warrior baby) I don't call it haze, I call it smog The drug is white girl and I ain't talking Lady Gog Motherf**er I'm nice at mine, y'all nice at yours? The difference is like Nike 4s and Michael Kors