Lyrics:
your truck, get ya crunk
We the specialists, Triple 6 gone on the funk
So hit the floor and give me about a hundred jawbreakers
We causin' pain up
to get this bitch crunk?
[Hook]
You got to get up right now
Turn the system upside down
Your 'sposed to be fed up right now
Turn the system upside
my waist so you know what I'm toting
I don't need no gang boy I slide by my lonesome
I slide on anybody, give a fuck who it is
I'm only tripping about
IA!
Hear the trump sound
Hear the call to arms
Pick up thy sword
I command those to hear the sound of the liar exposed
IA!
Give but heed to those
is where I cast my worries
This is where I find true peace
Covered by Your blood I'm sheltered
I just want to rest in You
One thing I desire
One
on the news cast
I got these bitches all up on me (Aye aye aye)
Got a foreign bitch, I call her mami (Huh? what?)
I got these bitches all up on me (All up on my
thing I rep is Weapon X, fuck the rest
Rack It Up, Stack It Up, Clap It Up
Middle fingers in the air if you don't give a fuck
Rack It Up, Stack It Up
gettin' stomped by the marching band
Keep 'em shook like spray cans (it's so hot)
It's so hot it'll make your face tan (ooh)
Ace ban rap, the place,
no more wildin' gotta chill
Sorry I already made my mind up for real
Lowkey I be vibin' 'cause my family need me here
But God I gotta keep the fire
Glock with a beam, you get hit in the sun
High as bitch, i put wax in my blunt
Smoking exotic, you could tell by the funk
Mixed up the cup, it be having
This for the soldiers. (Soldiers.)
Stay strong, my n****z.
(Gangsters, players.)
Stay up, my n****z. (Real n****z.)
Leavin' the cut in a rage.
behind me
I got head rest, Genesis played by the Brat-Hey
Bulletproof windows, for negroes, that want to act
Don't want to face the fact, That
and wedges spelling a cast
So you better run fast, 'fore your ground gives
Way to hell and if you want to stay till twelve
Hover with the witches, bitches,
A pirate's life for me
That's how it's gonna be
Till I'm rotten wilted withered lost at the sea
Everybody doubted
Cast me out and shouted
Knew I
Opening up is a painful deal, a deep-seated fear.
But I must endure creating something new, something real.
Blossom into this world with regained strength.
Give me love if you've got it in ya, hot as Virginia
Hot enough for me to slide this up in ya
Chorus (x2)
Got the solar, Nat King Cole in his prime
with us
But like the weed with no seed we just roll em up
Beats By The Pound ain't No Limit, Goodie Mob and Murder man like
Jackie Chan
Hittin
with us
But like the weed with no seed we just roll em up
Beats By The Pound ain't No Limit, Goodie Mob and Murder man like
Jackie Chan
Hittin
have me by
Have me by my neck
It's getting hard to breathe
And the pressures thick
You're trying too hard on me
You really should
Give it up, give it up
walk past a smile I cast, fervor in my stead, but my bones like plastic, do buckle backward now, I lay in this field by Judas' bowels and anticipate
you at there payin, she straight up playin
The role of a spouse but never at the house
[Chorus]
[Siccmade]
We gotcha feelin the funk from your
up your pen and dab some ink with
Bendy beats
Bendy beats
Dial into the studio we need some souls to reach our goal
Give us a little visit here
(Son Doobie)
Yo duck down, hop up now
I don't give a fuck now
what's up now, the ruck sound
I'm up in the club now
Touchdown, I bust out rocks, with
The flavor I've been craving for
What's the matter, what's happenin'?
I've been served up a platter of pathogens
Trapped within a macabre massacre by
A family
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