Monster Music (Killbot's Factory)

i can transform ya

listen i can change ya like johnny dangers
grippin on my banger spittin it at strangers
drinkin out of anger hear comes the alcoholic
piss fucking drunk sippin on my vodka tonic
yea im all brolic i let the shotty load
i dont fight no more i let the shotty blow
i got 4 burnas like the top a stoves
im like old writin a nigga gotta scroll
yea im hard to fold hands like octopus
eight dubs of weed i call that my octo kush
hustla aint nothin that i cant push
i smoke mad weed but no reggie bush
i came to kill and ya mans read my look
thats why he on the shelf like a set of books
head mounted on my mantel hot like solar panels
yall niggas all squares like u rockin flannel
im real only thing i change is the channel
im hungry yall just slipped on like sandels
i am so ample i mean im so able
to keep so much bread like a kitchen table
snitchin to the cops yall niggas speakin fables
swag on point my glock match the label
dont fuck wit me im not mentally stable
u suck only thing u droppin is ya label
plus im on that syrup im not sippin maple
and ya boy ten times hotter then the month of april
and ya boy flow mad hot just like a sauna
got killa beats like chris brown and rihanna
i twist ya top off like bottles of fanta
see ya boy a problem and there is no answer
my flow intelligent spit all this witty banter
im sick of it like a clown with cancer

You'll like Dying

whennnn myyy sluugggsss are done
ull feel like dying ull feel like dyin

listen im in the shadows i am a creeper
i have no sole im a ripped up sneaker
'i have a new ride with so many features
im in a new game with so many leechers
ill snap CD's and break many records
put u in a fuckin box just like a checker
i am the ruler you cannot measure up
even if i slit ur throat ur not dead enough
im sick in the head enough dont push me nigga
ya thats what i thought u bitch ass pussy nigga
ya bones will crumble u r a cookie nigga
ull be all black and blue like a tookie nigga
i wanted to kill you all along im fated
fuck the world and flirt with satin
i dont give a fuck yall niggas stay hatin
im under watch like im on probation
there is no savior so dont pray
when u get killed thats where u forever lay
you will not ascend u will not elevate
guns will clear ya mind like u meditate
i pop champagne but no need to celebrate
successful or not im already in my grave
facing towards the sky not regretting death
i chug the bottle till theres not a drop left
straight alcoholic with a smokers chest
talk shit and ull catch a smokers left
i am the fucking best but still the fucking worse
only way im at peace is in a fucking hearse
money so long urs is so terse
ive been psychotic ever since my unfortunate birth
all my slugs are done you are finally killed
splattered all over ya cars window still

ice cream paint job

745 paint job all red
i bust mad guns it hits all heads
i mean im so dead dead serious
and the coke cut up on the mirror kid
its baghdad dougie like im s beezy
plus ill eat you alive just like lil weezys
my stacks mad fat urs a lil beefy
murder money call it chuckys cheesy
and im so breezy heart cold like a draft
countin up the money 2x the math
and i re upped wit 2 times the stash
and i sold it all for two times the cash
but thats what i do i cop then i sell the shit
fuck wit the flow shot to ya melon kid
tongue in the barrel lick a shot hella quick
lade wit big rims trunk like an elephant
and im serious u must be delirious
ill have all yall pussys bleedin just like a period
and im fuckin mean kg u hearin this
they was lookin for the greatest well nigga here he is
im thinkin of a title ice cream paint job
gun black mask i cud get ya bank robbed
it dont kill niggas homie it takes squads
they be strain down the barrel like they hate god
im the animal on the team like the mascot
'i got this shit locked nah pad locked
beggin for me to stop its kinda sad ock
nigga i hate pussys sorta like a FA-GOT
nigga im cold my attitude hostile
i got them old rocks call it dinosaur fossils
yea my shoes is all real ur shit is faulty
my nigga stack bills squad like chauncy

imma star

i thought i told ya i got bars
u sniffin ice i whip the raw
and she likes all my cars
ya boy is gone i am far(repeat)

listen im gone gun in my back pocket
got my 40 no safety i am that brolic
ya boy is shinen yes i am that polished
smokin on them flowers thru which i frolic
u too stupid to have the thought of college
theres the fatal flaw in ya pursuit of knowledge
im a heavy drinker i like the hypnotic
ya girl shake her ass have her hips noddin
i got them fifs poppin till ya wrist lockin
and my nine cockin until ya bitch droppin
crackheads is hooked just like phonics
ya boy rollin fast so my cars like sonic
and why you think im stoppin i aint got a problem
i took the title wit one tape they thought i robbed em
fuck ya sob story nigga the scene gory
i make it rain its pourin true res and mauris
i keep the guns like cory streets they employed me
and they the same people that stay tryna destroy me
and im sittin wit ET ya boy needa phone home
yes i am too high im in the twilight zone
i got that sweet ice just like a snow cone
u like a convertable nigga u get no dome
yea im a young nigga but i been grown
my coke and my bitch got the same skin tone
ill leave u wit stitches my nigga get sewn
my guns dont suck dick but ull get blown
imma star my nigga u shud get known
my bars steady elevatin like a sprint phone

its going down

trunk fulla kickers mouth fulla swishers
gotta big tool my life a motion picture
if u need a Q-P then holler at ur nigger
im pretty ill but my outfits alot sicker
listen mouth so clean like the listerine
im doin yard work yes man im cuttin green
nigga ill gut ya spleen cut ya wide open
bullets blazin keep my nine smokin
yea my street code well it is unspoken
trust no one sleep wit my eyes open
im scopin lookin for ya mans so i can kill em
im hopin im alone wit ya sisters so i can drill em
semen in they mouth my nigga i will fill em
my guns gonna pop him my nigga imma pill
i dont even re up nigga i just rob you
yes u r a pussy and so is ya squad too
sirens is the pigs i call them the hogs too
smoke in ya face my cars all fogged too
beat ya fuckin ass my nigga i will flog u
fresh out the swamp my crew out the bog too
chug patrone nigga we is celebraters
nigga its going down like a escalator
i dont trust you not even my fuckin neighbors
im gettin high easy just like an elevator
my shit is custom made jacob holla at my watch
k out the window let it holla at ya block
chickens in my whip holla at my cock
i dont fuck wit niggas who constantly just talk
im a genius to you well i only think
i cant fuck wit it unless its only pink
straight goose yea thats my only drink
leave the pussy drippin like a faulty sink

money to blow

i am on a 24 hour purple haze diet
puffin while im pumpin i encourage u to try it
im probably just sayin that cuz my niggas they supply it
i got a new chain robbery? well try it
but just be aware i got a stupid fat ratchet
nd i put ya whole fam in a stupid fat casket
u niggas is trash sum stupid fat bastads
and im on top my high is everlastin
choppa steady blastin weed u cant imagine
weed in my crib house like bob saget
spittin stupid nice tracks like automatics
look at ya bitch then im auto mackin
rhyme game right im not even sorta slackin
2 heaters in the beater not sorta packin
im sick and hungry but i sorta stopped laughin
cuz everything in my mind is all tragic


(HOOK)

richer then the richest i stay flippin pigeons
birds all white like a cluckin chicken
im gettin mad guap till im stuck in prison
you niggas get dead cuz u dont fuckin listen
i told em up the ante more money then ya family
my flow super tight like fat bitches pantys
i was wit sandy or fuckin wit tammy
two bitches givin brains thats a double whammy
or 3 havin sex my nigga thats a triple threat
her and her friends givin neck infin-net
on one accord sorta like an ethernet
when ya boy is bored spit a verse and ether vets
im a fuckin monster ya boy is under beds
so u can be under cover but ill gun ya head
i aimed for ya leg but shot ya lung instead
u b all bloody like u rep that red

(HOOK)

3rd verse shoot u till flat lines
them bullets twist ya fingers up like gang sign
i am so differant same at the same time
i got a nickleplated mac for who take mine
and it will break spines connects like the grape vine
i spit great lines dubs is like my fat dimes
i dont give a fuck that is our differance
i kill my victims and then the witness
im a fuckin menace drinkin mad guiness
im a general u workin for leutenants
u goin to jail mad long call it a run on sentence
my niggas rude fuck u if u offended
im like a hoe i need money to blow
luckily im rich and i got money to show
my nigga i am grimey yes gully fo sho
pillsbury stackin im gettin that dough u kno

(hook)

plenty money

whats on my waist dog? a big ass 40
killin all yall niggas in my recordings
ridin in that space ship yea my car is foreign
got rid of the last one cuz it was borin(repeat)

homie im high in the sky like a fuckin star
yall niggas flow is sweet call em candy bars
yall niggas not aliens homie im very mars
cocaine raw nigga its very hard
i am very large nigga im a rap idol
ali wit this shit nigga i hold the title
bussin off the tec it hit u in ya spinal
hit u in ya chest blow out ya organs that is vital
u dead on arrival homie thats D.O.A
ill leave yall niggas sleepin right where the fishes play
ill leave ya children dead when my niggas spray
you say u got guns but u neva held a k
im killing ya bank homie yea wealth i slay
all wood thats whats on ya shelf today
yea my debt good but i got hell to pay
contemplatin shud i load up the shells today
naaaah lets leave em fuck it nigga bring the blade
tryna feel my interior homie its all suade
or its all leather seats made of ostrich
i get super head my bitches straight from college
i get mo knowledge then u cud imagine
i get more DEEP then u cud ever FATHOM
im takin everythin grabbin all you stackin
and my house got more bitches then a beauty pageant
nigga u so slackin face cream like proactive
you below average nigga im pro at this
ya crew is fo faggots theat means its fuckin fake
i got a fuckin eigth smoke it to the fuckin face
im at ya front door shoot up ya fuckin place
yall nigga really starin i can feel the hate
and for your sake pray to the god u know
cuz im a shotty spitter witta cartridge flow

walk it out

listen i am back my guns is fully loaded
and when it pop off it sound like a damn explosion
ice round my neck explanation for it snowing
girls dancin in they pantys wit they tittys showin
yes i got guns that is about 8 years old
i got guns the same size as an eight year old
talkin bout the goons u betta slow ur role
for u be suckin on the barrels fuckin pole
yall niggas fuckin go my niggas clutchin guns
hit u in ur lungs and then u will run
my money stack like bloods throwin them gang signs
im like goin in the battle and spitten the same lines
im a landmine jam thru the grapevine
witta pump the same size as a lake
im so fire leave u wetter then vaginas
u already kno adress me as ya highness
and then i minus ya finest pine and
cuz my i got rush just like a lineman
i mean i stay puffin on that crazy dro
eric b rakim floss mode on my 80's flow
i move mad crack my nigga i stay in snow
it means its cold even in the summer yo
i got the pumper yo thats a bummer boy
i stay wit that beat like a drummer boy
745 witta candy coat stunner toy
stay wit the kickers just like a punter boy
got the rifle blastin just like a hunter toy
and if he talkin reckless i might just punch ya boy
i dont get tired of pullin i dont get tired of shootin
im shittin on u niggas i get tired of poopin
makin all the money i get tired of goonin
showin off my ass i dont get tired of moonin

KILLA freestyle
　
listen im back witta vengence remember me
ill leave u in forensics chopped in tennesy
my drink of choice? well thats the hennesy
the drop is whatever but my nigga the bently mean
and u already know ya boy is a killa
dead bodies coming back reminded me of thrilla
u dont wna meet these fockers like ben stiller
im high like lil wayne except im iller
illy high off the muthafuckin philly
fuckin wit this type of nigga u must be silly
really yall niggas i feel alot of pity
cuz my life so great urs is so shitty
u can catch me in ya hood or maybe in ya city
handin out photos autographs on bitches tittys
still gettin to the cheese like i was mickey
yall niggas bitin and suckin like a fuckin hickey
listen u can catch me in my mothafuckin kitchen
wippin tryna get these pigeons to the children
who pitch em nigga u cud be my next victim
cuz my whole crew is dogs and i say sick em
get em rip em into a million peices reeses
im shittin on the whole game yes feces
if u gettin that guap well let me see
im a snatch ya whole stack let the peice gleam
and the nine beam killa im a thorough bread
im sittin in the rover coppin that thorough head
and if u slip up remember what dorrough said
trunk hittin like kimbo and the ks in bed
where it sleep at same place as the subs
where u sleep at? the bottom of my dubs
yea yea the sole of my new jordans
mauris ferraris yea everythin is foreign
yea u niggas sleepin oh yes i hear u snorin
flow from overseas even my coke imported

and then i minus ya finest pine and
cuz my i got rush just like a lineman
i mean i stay puffin on that crazy dro
eric b rakim floss mode on my 80's flow
i move mad crack my nigga i stay in snow
it means its cold even in the summer yo
i got the pumper yo thats a bummer boy
i stay wit that beat like a drummer boy
745 witta candy coat stunner toy
stay wit the kickers just like a punter boy
got the rifle blastin just like a hunter toy
and if he talkin reckless i might just punch ya boy
i dont get tired of pullin i dont get tired of shootin

dope

i get straight cash pump like a break pad
witta grey mag thatll leave u laid back
everything fade black when that eight clap
nigga ya tapes wack im asleep in my maybach
shout out to my nigga frenchy coke wave poppin
fiends be burnt out from all the dope they coppin
when ya boy is in the house u know theres problems
and if we come wit the bat man u kno we robbin
and if my nigga hit em then no ones stoppin
we'll lean a niggas shit till the 5-0 hop in
and if u ride that 5 then u know u poppin
im talkin bout the 45 in my denims u watchin
and i dont give a fuck ill put the dro to my lips
beef ill take the heat out like a solar eclipse
yall niggas talk bout money but none of yall rich
my flow fire like a an aids victims piss sheettt

look im text book? nigga peep whos speakin
ill stab u cuz i love how that blood stay leakin
im in ya moms crib wit the 45 beamin
u can see it in my eyes u kno the kid stay schemin
and im so sick plus i hang wit a vile set
chrome 6 shooters look like the wild west
got 81 put randy moss up in ya chest
watch on my right dont even peep wats on the left
and i stay on the scene blastin and slashin mics
u dick head pussy u act like a hermhaphrodite
see my new kicks yea bitch im glad u like
i keep change in mind like u giving bad advice
and truthfully u suck nigga stop rappin
so much wud up thought im in a log cabin
yea i kno my chain pretty nice its tight all platinum
and i got more cash then u cud ever imagine

black as my blood black as my gun be
aiming at ya infant aiming at ya hubby
look at splattered brains paint a picture lovely
i spit more crack then anything that u pumpin
yea im dumpin diddy boppin thru the hood nigga
dap my mans up like yo wats good nigga
then look u up and down like wat is u doin nigga
words exchange and then i go shootin niggas
yea if u shoot em up well then u gotta kill em
cuz if u dont then u not really a villain
they come back u cud wind up as a victim
head blown the fuck off legs in ya fuckin kitchen
arms scattered around the couch tht ya mama sittin
flush ya brains down the toilet where ya father shittin
see ya boy gotta flow thats as hard as denim
u dont got money flow or alot of women

(finish l8r)

listen i splatter ur brains passin thru lanes
gave up the caine but used to know the addicts by name
im ill payed the bills handin out all the packs
put 2gs in the game one week and i got it back
thats hustlin yea nigga thats hustlin
its time to give it up if u aint really makin nuttin
u see the big dealers in the new cars stuntin
and think u cud do the same 2 ounce pumpin
im not hatin but really i been in the same stage
i caught three bodies homie all on the same gauge
thought of goin legal but ya boy tryna get payed
mind on the money but still a nigga get laid
nd i aint talkin 2 or 3 stacks type of shit
im talkin i cud buy or sell ya whole life ya dig?
im ill and im so fuckin rich
and u shud mind ya bizz for i have to cut ya kids

yeaaaaaaa niggga

listen i had them shooters nah nigga i was one
runnin round stupid nigga blastin mag-a-nums
saw the new drop u in already copped that
beef my gun like TI it put ya top back
yeaaaa and u niggas dont really want that
ull shake and get fried when i pull the big mac
gun ill put the bulletins like a thumb tack
ya hustle is corny plus nigga ya sons wack
matta fact ya sons hustlin off of my crack
seen him yesterday talkin bout my pops wack
and i can co-sign that my nigga
CT RI still flippin packs nigga
i gotta butterfly knife for all you rat niggas
and a lade witta big grill fuck dat splat niggas
straight clap niggas body snatch niggas
pull u into the ally and then i yap niggas
like jacob chain brace-a-let
check check check so whos next
louie v bags grip on the tec
thats a bet and u dont got to place it
if u try to flex u stretched like before you ball
u know ya mama gone way before the doctors call
i aint havin no babys but my crew fuckin raw
hollow tips pad ya cheat like a fuckin bra
yea i get it in the tristate all the time
shout out jersey homie i see yall on ya grind
i had a homie from the tre up in new haven
cuttin niggas up on film like wes craven
and yea NY homie we all see yall
but let the rest of the tri state shine dog
and for all u gangstas out there who think u bad
got some shootas wit them thangs on mckinley ave

im so rude but show no diserespect
pedestrians watchin takin pics of my vette
cant a nigga in this world cut my checks
everytime ya boy spit a verse its a bomb threat
middle finger to the sky like fuck em all
got the 40 tucked in my fuckin draws
i get ya whole fam murked wit just one call
hear the hunger in my voice ya boy is starved
and these niggas is aggy for only one reason
they see me doin wat they not so they start speakin
like oh he a fake he aint do wat he say he did
he neva shot a nigga he neva did a bid
and u rite i aint gone front and talk shit
cuz i aint needa shoot u cuz my dogs did
haha but dont talk shit nigga ill kill you
put my new mauris up on ya grill dude(FAGGOT)

wave the d eagle get on the floor
ak out the trunk and its bussin at ya door
aw its ruger nigga i am holding one
perfect dark james bond split em wit the golden gun
yes my chain icy its lookin like a frozen one
spittin like acid im lookin like the chosen one
ya u wud cry if u seen me shavin onions
but its nuttin im stuntin purple haze puffin
dippin thru the lanes grippin on the burna
he talkin real reckless i heat em like a furnace
ernest i mean honest i show promise
pay homage jakes watchin and tape violence
thangs poppin wrist lockin leave ya head noddin
no problem swing on em have em diddy boppin
im the nigga slide thru and get ya city poppin
no dialogue straight to the semi cockin
big body truck yea its lookin like a hog
you a nerd me a boss
niggas get lost neva get found
hand on the pound his face in the ground

listen u hear dat nigga thats the money talkin?
im from ct but the swag is so foreign
fuck a cross walk nigga we j walkin
new dubs on nigga we j walkin
u got that new rollie im in the shadows watchin
k light his face up he tryna shadow box meh
fake fuck u dumb fucks dont want nun ill eat son
and butt fuck ya wife son while u butt fuck ur bud
he dick sucks his friends cum and gets in his bum
talkin like dumbs dumbs ill buck buck ya wifes son
face shut and nip tucked and shattered like glass cups
ill buck buck his back up while he calls for back up
talkin all that son will get ya crew snatched up
yapped up and jacked up bagged up in black trucks
gimme ur stacks cuz before u leak mad blood
im so high on that bud i think i see planuts
5 grams satanic im mentally damaged
ghost smoke in panic a phantom on camera
niggas tote hammers face covered bandanas
hot like alabama guns sprayin off at random
kid nap and ransom runnin thru ya mansion
nigga im so great and spit like a champion

STILL AGGY
im so heartless my gun is mine in marraige
i only beef for bread so i make a sandwich
the nigga that got ya cousin shot up
u said he was sleepin but he neva got up
yea guess he was catchin some Z's
stop catchin the beef for i put ya bestfriend to sleep
nigga u aint neva had to rest in the streets
where those felons wit heat will put ya motha in sheets
im so ill you so average
ya brother and son put em all in caskets
niggas wanna scrap but then i started blastin
if u actin like a tool ill force feed u the ratchet
ya im strapped kid all automatics
P90 in the guitar case ill split ya faction
and the rest of you fuck niggas is faggy
im gettin money and u not u still AGGY
(chorus)
(guest verse)
(chorus)
Whoa beef on fam ill clap mine
u say u straight nigga? u dont look fine
u look real nervous holdin that burna
i guess some niggas just aint cut out for murda?
me i got sick of this niggas actin ignorant
so i got a fif to grip brainless like a simpleton
stainless wit the clip in it ull die if they grazin em
if it aint bout dollas den it aint makin sense
dolla signs in my eyes keys like a casio
im on that green cream its all pistachio
i got 80 in the clip like JR
fuck niggas get touched with the AR
oh you not ill clap em like the disease
gimme the cheese the leaves nd them heroine seeds
yea flow heroine i get it poppy
green light smash the gas u cant stop me

STOP LION

(Chorus:
nd them niggas in the hood be dieng
all you hear is them police sirens
so u niggas needa stop lion
stop lion stop lion
and when them boys come thru they firing
and there moms know they dead they cryin
so u niggas needa stop lion
stop lion stop lion)

this is a serious game yall needa stop snitchin
you mad u aint shinin b on ya grind stop bitchin
yea no sympathy for fuck niggas
in my hood u better learn how to duck nigga
or learn how to whip or learn how to clip
u better learn how to sell a ounce and bag a brick
but when that static flip wit the baddest clik
u better clap ya fif nd hope the mag wont stick
cuz if niggas catch u slippin nd niggas know u pitchen
then guns get the spittin niggas get to dippin
even if u got a gun on ya fuck ya crew theyll run on u
if niggas peep ya bezel and its flooded too
dont expect respect cuz ill even dump on u
most def 30g's is really worth it dude
but but when you a victim and u hear the sirens
u betta keep ya mouth shut nd nigga stop lion

(chorus)

they beat me up took everything they wanted
all for nothin just cuz a nigga stuntin
said they was coppin the white that im pumpin
told me to give it up or theyd start dumpin
faggot is that really what you told the cops
when i had the chance i shudda left you shot
but u begged for ya life nd i let it go
but u aint the first dry snitch theres many mo
police at my door tellin my mama lies
said i was shavin onions in da jects for da pie
they wanna take me in nigga wit what warrent?
thats why i hate snitches cuz they super corny
nd at that they the ones talk the most shit
but i think a full clip aint really worth it
u niggas make me sick you gotta big mouth
u wanna tell lies ill take ya tongue and fuckin cut it out

(chorus)

and for all yall niggas who wanna pop clips
think if u get bagged wit ya mans will u snitch
yea and all that talkin bout crimes cut the gossip
cuz u dont want that to come out the wrong lips
thats how u get bagged by tellin ya tightest niggas
its hard to keep it to ya self but u just gotta nigga
cuz them boys find the fingerprints on the trigga
and ull be doin more time then max Bigga
velli pigs dont eva wanna see you gettin fetti
thats why im aimin for the heady turn ya brains to spaghetti
u keep snitchin kid well just think bout this
u mama wont even tell who the victim is
leave ya twisted cuz im a damn misfit
all i know is crime thats how my fam get it
hood niggas cud get u weed pills caine
but they cant get u a new brain (so stop lion)

paper planes verse

im fly like paper get high like planes
if u disrespect the name ull get 5 like game
dont get the picture then ill crack his frame
got a AK-47 for u niggas thats lame
pussy niggas mad cuz i run they block
if they feel some way then they ass get popped
kinda like a doc give pills and shots
cept the pills cost guap and the shots from the glock
niggas wanna see me but they couldnt on they best
married to my burna put ya face on ya chest
i heard niggas slangin got a house in the jects
face on the floor pass ya watch to the left
flow sharper then the diamonds up in ya wrist watch
im like slip knot cuz i carry mad rocks
ya crew mad cuz my niggas we shine
and ya bitch ass so shakey when u hold da 9

(chorus)

all i wanna do is blast off like a rocket
ya girl in the cockpit all about a profit
you so new to this u seemin so novice
chillin in the lamb gettin brain like a college
clip in my banga i know u fearin it
only time u in the jects is science experiments
crowd in the way semi auto is clearin it
afta that trees get me higher then ya spirit is
niggas not hot but they just wont learn
if they neck to freezey then theyll get burned
u just like my bud fruity ass herbs
human torch my flame on nigga thats my word
niggas lookin like food so they get served
my crew the hardest out fam fuck what u heard
they want my money they taste that curb
nd u can catch me smokin purp pitchin pounds of the twerk

i crash into the road smash into ya soul
i make the block hot but my heart so cold
created from thoughts of suicide and homicide
and the hopes to die from those being paralyzed
huddled into camps experiments leave them sterilized
covered by flys in the sky you see a figure rise
and descend on them bring nothin but strife
false prophet with advice who gradually ruins life
who appeals to those with spite move in shadows night
grab the knife and slit ya muthafucking wind pipe
bleedin on the blade freedom for the slaves
we been enslaved ever since our life was in caves
oblivious to the obvious and all obnoxiousness
corrosive gases caskets filled with the noxiousness
satanic rituals initiated in ya moms basment
blow ya brains out and leave ya mind vacant

dont buy what they feeding you nigga its all lies
small fries is gone by the clip of the 45
im all eyes i mean im all ears
yall all queers young nigga in rap ya all fear
draw near i draw tears leave the room clear
machine gun funk thru the heavy smoke i appear
yea and yall niggas not fucking wit me
just be glad that i aint even bring the gunnas wit me
forgive me father i know that it is hard
but is it so wrong that i wanna put em next to god
him and his squad leave em gone with the wind
the problem wit me is mental it lies within
seven demons come to you all disguised as men
ruger comes to fill ya community with sin
so flames take a long shower in propane
drunk driven eyes closed swervin thru both lanes

i be on the corner clutchin da glock
socks stuffed wit dem rocks rite to da top
i be rite on the block with a shot like carmello
all i say is ayo they shakin like jello
even in a shootout ya boy so mellow
and when them thangs pop u softer den a pillow
its ruger but i used to be baghdad?
why? cuz my click terrorists like dem arabs
its normal where im from to fire and spray fags
strapped with the 357 yea that gray mag
when u get hit yall niggas go and start panicing
im like hoodini have ya whole click vanishing
im a monster and im hungry straight famishing
calico tally hoe imma have to damage him
im sick of the pigs i got the swine flu
and my building got more users then youtube

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word still tryna elevate my nigga! thanks for the support

Riot Squad
see all this yappin u do is really pitiful
get ya wet wipes cuz im about to shit on u
surgery murder be happinin in all places
u could either give up ya shine or become faceless
my gun is all black but i move the caucasian
court cases morgue places and black abrasions
facts changing lies becoming evident
its hard to take my ass out like the president
why cuz the waist is where the desert is
bleedin hella shit in need of a medic kid
yall niggas is not nice plus u got no plan
say u a hustler but u got no grams
u still wanna be cool but i shot yo mans
i aint feelin none of yall niggas no hands
i leave u chopped up head on the mattress
plus the only thing u eva sparked was sum matches

enjoy the party

so im siftin thru the crowd grippin on my banga
drunk off the liquor high off the hazin
bein an asshole tryna start sum bullshit
why not i got my click and a four fifth
sour diesel bubble gum kush
see a nigga shining we down for the jux
im just tryna live my life like rhianna
fuck niggas talkin bout we dont want no drama
smokin like a rasta posin with the chopper
explosion turn all his insides into pasta
i drink like a fish smoke like a chiminey
staggerin but ya boy dressed so officially
am i high well its no mystery
u wanna get shot? u cud die instantly
no invite cuz they know we catch bodies
relax till i relapse enjoy the party

(chorus
i wanna smoke drink and get fucked up(x4)
i wanna sit back relax and enjoy the party
sippin on bacardi puffin on marley(x2))

yea they aggy cuz tell me why they mad at us
i tell you why cuz they sum faggot sluts
and they talk alot plus they do nuttin
starin at me dog cut the mean muggin
no threat homie u just lookin like a clown
u talkin but i dont wanna have to shut the party down
buck off a couple bang bang sounds
fight night give dat nigga all ten rounds
nah nah pistol on the waist doe
5 deep but many more is on the way tho
i hate lame niggas cuz they fake as fuck
im lookin at gunna like i think i drank too much
im fucked up and im ready to pass out
then wake up tomorrow in sum random niggas house
and nah i love every minute it aint a problem
sleep in a pool of my own damn vomit
(chorus)
(KG's verse)

yall niggas need to ketchup cuz im hot dog
i be circlin the block like a cop car
porn star bullets quick to take ya top off
talkin all that shit actin like u not soft
yimmerin yappin i b grippin magnums
click it then i blast it all black caskets
loaded automatic u neva spit as hard as this
put bullets on ya throwback like washington
im the boss of them kilos for kilometers
niggas b poposturous neva had accomplishments
veteran marksmanship killed off harder clicks
he still corny any way you market him
flow catalyst yall niggas is embarrassin
chillin in ya house u askin where ya parents is
they in the freezer chopped em in the bath tub
red hawk give back rub wit bad slugs

son i know im young but im still old
i know the world change but its still cold
man i just need a few bills to fold
you feel a little froggy? then u a tadpole
if u snitchin on ya click then u an asshole
yea the block so hot but y my strap cold
grip a glock bust a shot u can feel the heat
you dont need to speak you can feel the beef
niggas is pussy neva shoot the ones now
act like a loose cannon nd get gunned down
barrel on ya taste buds u cud taste blood
feelin salty then imma have to burn slugs
u even know how much the boss burn up
hand on the mac swig of sum cough syrup
leave u leakin soup whenever the beef stir up
scalpel will leave ya whole fuckin team turr up

yo slidin on the stage grippin on the gauge
hit em wit the k it flip em like a page
these niggas is so braveeee NOT!
these niggas is amazed when i tote glocks
leave ya ass shot i mean leave yo ass popped
u a crack baby so u cud get rocked
yall niggas aint safe i got the fif locked
yall niggas aint safe i got the fif cocked
i smoke out his whip call tht a hot box
snatch away his grip call tht a cock block
plus me in ya girl in ur bedroom freakin
u get it on the daily but i fuck her on the weekend
me nd ya mans we both beefin
shooters in the van left his shit leakin
yall niggas is vegans i dont know y u r speakin
but as long as i am breathin (i be movin i be movin)

make em do a front flip yall niggas dont want this
serve em on a lunch dish leave em sleepin wit the fish
niggas think they hot as this... furnace
these niggas talkin bout the click... burn em
i be movin transportin everything thats foreign
ya mom sister and wife all of them adore him
my click dont make it rain(nah) we make it monsoon(yea)
leave em in a tomb when i sweep em like a broom
yall niggas suckin dick nigga get a room
black eyed peas pow pow boom boom
this niggaz gna die he dont got a choice
chopper chopper chopper leave his chest moist
specter vectors selected to hit em wit the desert
wether i tether his head ya niggas soft as feathers
stack better cheddar together leave ya crew wetter
yall niggas fake as pleather flow like a beretta

whoa.. whoa.. whoa wow wow
my gun bang bang loud
my money stack so high
im the best why wud u even try
im not gonna lie ive seen sum potential
but niggas is too simple spill out his mentals
gun to his dimples shoot up his dentals
40 to the temple pop him like a pimple
niggas is so wack wack like a DJ scratch
so they get wacked wacked with the mac
run his pockets have his denims doin laps
runnin from the beef he shudda done track
im the shit but no flys around this
im on my rza shit ROB do you DIG
yall niggas is scrotum connected like a modem
yall niggas is fed boys i see the badge showin

teacher wit flame heaters pain relievers nd brain szures
im the main leader my games cheeba i hate negus
fake leaders rap game divas beat beater dick beaters
get beef and beats beat up deep in them meat freezers
a new sort treat these whores nd dorks like pulled pork
nd force fours to these whores jaws iron take course
ur on court im in court 4's to jerseys like newark
new jersey u heard me im dirty u cud get murdered
4 burnas top stove im hot yo trot globes
shave ox slow cop blow wit macho
mafioso capos hit 5-0 have u missin like waldo
test me no testes yall balls broke
you call folks get hard yolked u parch jokes
im dry nope lack hope get back smacked to ropes
i will clap clap a 4 and saran wrap tht coke
and then back flip kunfu kick u in the throat

5 grams of the haze my blunt is satanic
niggas get shot panic do like titanic
and ya whole crew is assholes bitch pa
u only in the hood when u niggas fix cars
my niggas clip R's leave u slumped in ER's
send u to E.t. or send u to meet god
nigga i am high nigga u a lie
barely gettin by suprised that u alive
them G ville mobb niggas shootin up ya ride
nigga so clean so they call me sanatized
all these storys bout gun play is fantasized
nd the wack disses towards me i dont advise
cuz ull get knifed in ya eye
sliced cuz u tried i have the right to survive
im that boy so wavey chillin in mercedes
stomp ya old lady nd punt a small baby
all i need is cash flow middle finger pay me
i lay yall niggas in the river y u so lazy
i spit acid and i shit an M-80
talk turkey cuz my beef aint never gravey
(skip a line)
ayy ya boy slidin on these muthafuckas
nigga high so im glidin on these muthafuckas
she red eyed so she ride at night muthafucka
i pull the cannon nd point the nine to ya mothaa
these fed ass niggas conversate on walkee talkees
tre 8 u cud get bucked like milwaukee
niggas not important cocaine imported
leutenant extorted all my low tops is foreign
im snorin cuz everything u rap abt is borin
heavy gun showers weatherman reporting
a nigga so exhausted money steady fallin
my niggas steady ballin drinks steady pourin
niggas act up ill run up in ya girl apartment
these niggas got bic lighters nd still aint sparkin
she like drake but i aint give her money to blow
its tht new nigga flow yea ya boy tru snow

i fucked dis nigga up now he cant get up
punch him in his face just because he act tough
now i gotta tech so nigga what the fuck u want
i heard he talkin shit lets get dat nigga fuckin slumped
shot his CEO up now his ceo fucked
nigga im the king so i dnt fuck wit u jokers
these niggas talk to coppers fuckin witta problem
make tht bitch swallow AKA yo momma
holla at ya guala aka Snow dollaz
aka ill hit you with that muthafuckin choppa
they said they flow is piff so ill smoke em like a rasta
my violence got a virus thats why the mac pops-up

(chorus)
yeaaaaa oh lets shoot em
oh lets shoot em oh lets shoot em
yeaaa mug splittin muzik
i influence i influence(repeat)

no suspects no rounds the body neva found
niggaa thts enuff i aint breakin down an ounce
the cops searched me down ya bitch wipe me down
had to say a prayer cuz they aint spot the pound
ya boy in the hood goons all around
jump into the crowd like i scored a touch down
chill with them gang bangers real niggas coke slangers
ill kill these kids like im clutchin on a coat hanger
niggas neva scared me nd they prolly neva will
niggas not g's nd they aint got the heart to kill
ill b in ya whores mouth she suck it till im down
how yall niggas shooters but cnt afford no guns?

(chorus)

why u so hot? prolly cuz them shells hurt
talkin to da d's for guap thts fed work
u see the tech squirt then thts med work
ya body horizontal but ya soul vert
niggas hold work niggas hold weight
they dont show face if they owe cake
niggas runnin thru wit aks 40's twelve gauge
nd then talk about imma go straight
nigga its too late u dun skipped a chance
a clip his mans ak warm up my hand
aint no talkin homies have ya click hurtin fam
if niggas talk greasy they bout to get dirty fam
ill murda mans come thru black van
spit a free for a DVD and killa cam
niggas is stackin 100's up to the ceiling fan
a thousand dolla fake G's aint it grand?

listen im a psycho wacko waco
tre 8 go pop tires and shake hoes
im a boss don heavily armed wit cons
i bomb songs and slap nigs witta open palm
my niggs give applause when they clap r's
cuz yall flow is way to sweet candy bars
see im quick to set it off like arab baggage
that ak have ya hooptie doin gymnastics
short bus retard flow i been spazzin
i been grabbin all the stacks that u been stackin
slaughterhouse i dead beef when i palm heat
formally introduce ya brains to the concrete
and u aint my nigga if u dont pop spray
niggas waitin on ya porch like its a hot day
and i be in the hood my niggas cop yay
but u be snitchin on the deaalers u cop yay(oww)

whats good nigga i got flavors like skittles
ya bones to brittle but im that nigga
mauri flow plus i got that touring dough
and solve drama like the mauri show
yea u write rhymes but they boring tho
shoot yall dicks and put u in a glory hole
Whoa violate and meet my ACG's
we cool as gangstas u know AC G's
doin fine as wine addicted to the greatness
and the numbers keep comin like the matix
call my jeweler he'll tell u the clarity of my bracelet
and how i just gave a face lift to my jacob
ya girl got the germ like an amoeba
and my roof go 2 ways like a beeper
im tryna stiff arm the preachers and the leechers
all while gettin toppings like a pizza

ciroc on my lean
forty in my jeans
cashflow gettin green
yep im shtupid clean(repeat hook)

snow not cuz of wat i give to the fiends
yea im sick thats why im gettin green
lights and cameras when im on the scene
fights and robberys when im on a bean
ya drug game givin niggas nuttin but chump change
you dumb lames cud get choked wit ya gold chain
man ill keep spittin acid till the games slain
you suck dick i just sell blow and blow brains
yea and throw elbows to ya snot box
and then cut ya parts up like a chop shop
i just go to the booth and spill heat rocks
he put soda in his liquor so he cud pop shots
i chop blocks and cop rocks like non stop
ya drop flop u snort ox ya heart shocks
u hard stop u are not u adore cops
my beats rock u head bop i warned ock