(feat. Mr. Shadow)



[Mr. Shadow] Oh yeah

[Mr. Lil' One] That's right

[Mr. Shadow] The unexpected

[Mr. Lil' One] Motherfuckers

[Mr. Shadow] That's how we're doing it one more time

Mr. Shadow and the Lil' Uno

[Mr. Lil' One] That's right

[Mr. Shadow] Walking through your neighborhoods

Bringing the drama

[Mr. Lil' One] In your hallways, cellblocks

[Mr. Shadow] Beyond Entertainment, so peep game

[Mr. Lil' One] Motherfuckers, here we go



[Mr. Lil' One]

I buck fools, I smoke em and I lay em

Pay em no respect, still got the bayonet

Lil' brings static just to get you automatic

Reach for your piece or you end up deceased

Bitch motherfucker, see you outta know

You can't fuck around with the Lil' Uno

Sitting short quarters, Sicko style ballers

Motherfuck a bitch, we're all about the dollars

Live, bounce to the motherfucking ounce

I heard it through the vine that you need to plug and ounce

Now hit my boy speedy, left your man bleedy

All up at the killer, and that's on the for reala

That's what he gets fucking around with a grand dealer

Feel the wrath flowing through your veins

Psycho motherfuckers that be sick up in the brain

Dropping all these bombas with my nigga Sombra



[Chorus x2: Mr. Lil One and Mr. Shadow]

The Mistahs, the Mistahs

Walking through your hallways

The Mistahs, the Mistahs

Talking shit all day

The Mistahs, the Mistahs

Walking through your cellblocks

The Mistahs, the Mistahs

Fuck around and get shot



[Mr. Shadow] 

I have started on the avenue of catching possessions 

Motherfuck an eye witness if they make a confession 

They stressing, I'm teaching lessons like Professor Smith and Wessun 

I got deadly ambitions like playing tag with ammunition, listen 

Since I was born I've had a fetish for murder 

It's Mr. Shadow and Lil' One stashing bones by the border 

You heard of us, a motherfucker getting rid of evidence 

Catch a case like the president for blasting at your residence 

Creating drama, better keep them walking if they're watching 

They better not be talking, find their bodies cold for gawking 

Then he can be a king or a street sweeper 

But everybody dances with the motherfucking Grim Reaper 

I keep a son of a bitch in fear everyday of every year 

So I say fuck a rival and his mother's tears 

It's Mr. Shadow right behind you but you call me Mr. 

And guess who got your sister wigging, it was me and Whisper



[Chorus x2]



[Mr. Lil' One]

I've been in as many wars as the world's got whores

I'm the lyrical, critical, psycho individual

Not even a miracle could ever stop my ritual

Kicking all the mad shit like I knew I would

What's the matter motherfucker, had a doubt that I could

Well now I'm hooked up like a fiend on some uncut shit

Overdosing out this Lil' One hits

Now fits is what he gets, let me sit and reminice

When I feed him thirty six in the corner selling tapes

The fourty four, the buzz, ever wonder who I was

The one with the bottle, fought fatal for a while

And since I got the bottle everybody wanna borrow

I put that on the hood I got your money by tomorrow

And if you came through, then cool you was true

But if you didn't pay me you really didn't fade me

I still got the money, the bottle, and the clout motherfuckers



[Chorus x2]