[Slug]

You can't fuck with the felt flow

All the shit that you talking, don't help you grow

Mad face can't wait to catch you man made elbow

You see mee say hello, when I leave say helll no

I'm not an asshole, I'm a perfectionist

Travel the globe to have sex with pessemist

my ? my doctor and my excorsist

All suggest that we come here to wreck your shit

It's the treacherous, two plus Ant

If we can't do it, who the fuck can

they claim ? slave to the ringtone

I smell pussy in the bacon that you bring home

The fistfucking is function in this function

Enough to justify, shutting down youre production

Get off the mic.go straight at ya life for

One of these mc's puts it on youre wife



[Murs]

Your girlfriend got her panties off, once again

One naughty nasty shit that I done to her friend

So once again it's on motherfucker

And you won't do shit, you a bitch so fuck you

I didn't like myself this morning when I woke up

So keep talking shit like I won't loc up

I'm from ? we don't stop

when the police come, than the heat go poppin'

Now we stopping, we go in the house

You can get youre time for just try to show out

I'm trying to roll out, no doubt

Comming to take ya ho out

Popping that junk, young punk what you know about

Felt 2 me and Slug comming trough

When we serving these suckers like may I help you

Supersize when we ride on these busters

Murs two times with the L motherfucker



[Murs]

Man who the hell are you, trying bark trough

this is my episode and it don't co-star you

So shut youre fucking mouth

if you don't know what you talking about

Get on youre cellphone, call her, tell him

Now you running my name to the mud again

Who I fuck ain't none of youre bussines

What I lick or suck man mind youre bitchness

And that's bitchness, not ?

You ain't proffesional punk, youre a pimp's assistant

you ride shotgun, I try to whip fool

Pussy don't drive this car, bitch dick do

And if I hit you it's a knockout

You strowed in but I bet ya won't walkout

0-0-7-3-7-3-5-9-6-3

That's the code if you wanna fuck with me



[Slug]

You want a hit

Give me a dollar plus a beer and some head

Yo Ant turn up the snare till my eardrums turn red

This is for my people waking up and burn in bed

And this is for my people waking up to earn the rent

I didn't come start no message

I paid at the entrance I wasn't on the guestlist

Had a few beverage than left

because the rappers, hookers and ? werent to impresive

Dirty something getting closer to the turkey stuffing

Thirty husbands victem of a mercy snuffing

Birdy bugging on the botom line

But I'm bussing of the wine so everything is fine

put youre hands in the air, like you happy to have hands

I'm jump up and down like I'm happy to have fans

It's all stay away from the pistols and

On the bigger things, peace to Ricky James