Damn man a nigga pocket fucked up in this mother fucker
 (dj paul)
 Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! that's fucked up
 (crunchy blac)
 A nigga need to find out how we go get some
 dead presdients or something man
 (dj paul)
 You know what I'm sayin a nigga
 got to get straight around this mother fucker
 Niggaz got that mutha fuckin shit,Don't wanna share it
 Niggaz we know you tight,mutha fucker you need to share that shit
 Before a nigga break you off something
 (crunchy blac:prophet mutha fuckin entertainment)
 You know what I'm saying,You know what I mean,a nigga go break you off
 You need to share that shit,Mother fuckers fucked up round here
 We go take care of that,something go have to get straight
 or something go have to go mother fucking sour nigga!
 You know what I mean
 A mother fucker go have to handle ya mother fucking ass
 Nigga share that shit,A niggs know you on,A nigga know you tight
 You better take care of ya boys dog
 You know what I mean,A nigga go handle ya mutha fucking ass
 With the mother fucking seriousness! BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!

 (crunchy blac)
 It's crunchy blac,the demon child another mystery made
 Another stang,Boo set up another nigga in his grave
 I'm crunchy scopin out you niggas with that viper shit
 You thank I'm straight,bitch I ain't straight I'm out to get your shit
 My smiff-n-wession,teaches lessons for you hard head ho's
 To drop off you want feel pain at least it falls to his toes
 But if you got ya fuckin pistols and ya thank ya beat,
 the 3-6 mafia
 Nigga try ya luck and we'll see

 (scan man)
 It's a worldwide panic
 So watch the scanman,get his automatic
 Then get crazy like a crimnal beacause
 these niggas don't know nothing bout me
 Watch ya self
 When you stack ya wealth
 Keep that shit between ya self
 Cause these killas from the Prophet Posse
 Go use 2 niggas to make ya death
 Cause we crazed
 With the rage
 Having a urge that can't be replaced
 Out of the leaves,seen all them trees
 Then I leave with ya cheese
 Now prepare for the world to turn over
 Cause Prophet Posse niggas just have tookin over!!!

 Chorus(project pat) x2
 Young g's looking out for a meal ticket
 Catch you slippin in ya shit and we will take it
 to a level that you ho's can not handle bitch
 6 shots from the glock left him dead

 (crunchy blac)
 Man I'm gettin tired of all you playa hatin bitches
 Playa hatin on this game,you see a nigga out to get cha
 You see I heard from ya ho's you was flodgin bout ya riches
 So I had to hit the klan tell we had to come and get cha
 So I told them I'll hit them back
 So I can go get some facts
 Scopin out this nigga shack
 Making sure that shit is fat
 Then I hit lil skinny pat
 Told em that,that shit was fat
 Then my nigga project said
 (project pat:when we go get this bitch)

 (scan man)
 Go to War crnchy and scan
 Drop them bodies off to the shore
 There's no more
 In this bitch
 Trying to get buck with this click
 I'm insane in the brain
 got me going after this ?
 Acid rain
 From the sky
 Wash the remains down to dry
 In your yard,after dark
 It's them niggas who like to rob
 In ya face
 With no trace
 You go vanish from this place
 No one cries
 Could you die
 Scan man dares to wipe there eyes
 Lullabyes
 A hear the tomb
 So ya click is not to soon

 chorus: x4