Menace II Society
Run up pussy boy I'll leave you ass dead
Come through like a samurai, not bussing any lead
Ronin style, coming straight for your head
Leavin bodies behind me like I was judge dredd
Step through and the people say look, It's the Shogun
Swords and daggers, never rocking with no guns
I see you sitting there and yo ass is no fun
See me Rollin through and they be like "ayo, let's run!"
Come in hard and lethal almost like a car wreck
Lethal little dragon from the rancho projects
Won't wait to catch a snake when he least expects it
Aiming straight fo you head, best protect your neck, kid
Spittin deadly venom, I get em in a rhythm
Mouth like a gat, lethal words just fill em
And I'll em, beat it hard like a gorilla
Slump a chump dressed like Mike jack in the thriller
Crew so murderous, doubt you even heard of us
Step through wit 2? Nah, you get the whole herd of us
You gonna sit and chop it up or you gonna bust?
Smack you like wake up and watch yo must turn to dust
Straight from the gutter with a style like butter
Turned into a slick mc from a wrist cutter
Now I'm feeling alive with a crew full of brothers
Can't wait to send cake back to home to my mother
Coming through with that slick, wicked style
Lost boi click, we gon be here for a while
Draw our swords back and hit you with a smile
Unlike you, we gon be here for a while
My style it varies, my voice it carries on
With beats that hit hard like a police baton
You'll be here one second and then you're gone
Enough of the talking shit, let's get it on, bitch!
Come through like a samurai, not bussing any lead
Ronin style, coming straight for your head
Leavin bodies behind me like I was judge dredd
Step through and the people say look, It's the Shogun
Swords and daggers, never rocking with no guns
I see you sitting there and yo ass is no fun
See me Rollin through and they be like "ayo, let's run!"
Come in hard and lethal almost like a car wreck
Lethal little dragon from the rancho projects
Won't wait to catch a snake when he least expects it
Aiming straight fo you head, best protect your neck, kid
Spittin deadly venom, I get em in a rhythm
Mouth like a gat, lethal words just fill em
And I'll em, beat it hard like a gorilla
Slump a chump dressed like Mike jack in the thriller
Crew so murderous, doubt you even heard of us
Step through wit 2? Nah, you get the whole herd of us
You gonna sit and chop it up or you gonna bust?
Smack you like wake up and watch yo must turn to dust
Straight from the gutter with a style like butter
Turned into a slick mc from a wrist cutter
Now I'm feeling alive with a crew full of brothers
Can't wait to send cake back to home to my mother
Coming through with that slick, wicked style
Lost boi click, we gon be here for a while
Draw our swords back and hit you with a smile
Unlike you, we gon be here for a while
My style it varies, my voice it carries on
With beats that hit hard like a police baton
You'll be here one second and then you're gone
Enough of the talking shit, let's get it on, bitch!
Credits
Writer(s): Kel Something
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