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 This shit ain't got no fuckin drums in it man
 Daym  wht don't you put some fuckin drums in the music
 So I can

 Get down to businees
 I think it's time I paid a little visit
 To my run down neighbourhood cemetry
 To tally up the people I buried
 57  58  59  All layin' down in the same line
 You sorry motherfuckers couldn't handle me
 I done fucked up 17 families
 So bring it on if you wanna play
 Huh, make my motherfuckin' day
 Cause you'll be one dead motherfucker black
 I'ma put you ass on you back
 I won't play no games wit cha boy
 You'll just be one more nigger in the morgue

 Yeah I like that man
 That shit sounds kinda funky don't it
 Hahahaha, yo let me finish this freestyle tho man
 Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo

 It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
 Niggas gettin' reday for a big fight
 You could say this one's a murder by a lunatic
 Hear me livin' on your ass bitch
 Loadin' up my weapons gettin' ready for
 Another street sweepin' neighbourhood drug war
 Police come around in a meat wagon
 Knowin' that tonight they'll be draggin'
 Off motherfuckers to a six fot ditch
 I hope ya insruance paid up bitch
 Cause tonight is the night motherfucker
 Be a good killer or a damn good ducker
 Cause if you ain't, your ass is fallin' to the paint
 Bloodshed seems to make a nigga faint
 Not me with a .9 in my hand
 I couls fall asleep lyin' next to a dead amn
 Ya gotta understand me
 It's been a vet sorry motherfucka layin' out dead see
 So if you wanna come, come hard
 Or you'll just be another nigga in the morgue

 Yeah, you motherfuckas
 Motherfuckas goin' for bad and shit
 You know what I'm sayin'
 But you'll be another niger in the morgue motherfucker
 Oh yo, check this out

 But gettin' back to the bloodbath
 You motherfuckas out there go for bad
 That shit played out my brother
 I ride by and gun done motherfuckers
 Whether friend or foe bro
 Steppin' on my toes, your ass has gotta go
 Now heres how the shit took place [How'd it go?]
 A nigga waved a tre eight in my face [Damn]
 Screamin' that shit about the Squab Mob
 Talkin' big shit about the South Park
 Said he's gonna stop me
 Pissed off cause I'm down with the 5th Ward posse [Um-Hmm]
 Shit didn't make me numb
 I ain't scared of no goddman gun [My nigga]
 Once I sw 'em break I stuck 'em [What about his 3 guards?]
 Fuck 'em!
 I'll put him on his ass cause he's bigger
 Then worry about the other 3 niggas
 All of them ran to get backup
 That's 12 more bodies I'ma stack up
 Open up the trunk in a rage
 And loaded up my goddamn 12 gauge
 If the punk don't keep ya
 I'll be forced to hit ya wit the street sweeper
 Ya ass shouldn't a started no static g
 12 gun shots automatically
 I ain't goin' out like no sucka
 I'm goin' out like a crazy motherfucka
 Everybody knows that I ain't got it all
 And I don't give a fuck about none a y'all
 Hit 3 or 4 in the head
 That's 3 or 4 niggers left for dead
 It doesn't pay to check cards
 Cuase I'm sendin' motherfuckas to the morgue