Closed Casket

The truth will not stay buried for long
The time has come

Fire
IIce
Fire
IIce
Fire
IIce
Fire
IIce

Queen pin of this rap my music pure crack
Got these fiends all on my back running trains all on these tracks
And I I ain't never been gay but still got girls all on my strap
And these dudes all on my skirt yea that's real rap no cap
Talent sumn I ain't never lack
N I ain't never ever been wack
You can say whatever you want just long as it's behind my back
And while you digging up one ditch make it big enough for a few
Cuz when you done you going right in it n whoever else you dogging me to cuz

We gon handle it murder it closed casket
We gon handle it murder it closed casket

You better watch what u say
Yea around my gang
Coming out yo mouth
Speaking on my name
Will put yo life in trouble
Hit you wit them doubles
Watch yo body tumble
It's all over for the rumble
Don't take it personal it all over the doe yo
Cash before bro yo still loved you on the low yo
Ima make sure doe everything I touch grow
Ima keep it real wit you coming from big sis yo ya kno

We gon handle it murder it closed casket
We gon handle it murder it closed casket

First place no losers up early no snoozers
Green light land cruisers Ante up don't move
Give it up you lose I'm on a mission tom cruise
I'm fully loaded I'm the illest die hard Bruce Willis
I'm coming out swinging ain't nobody safe
Do right and kill everything that's in my way
I'm doing home runs you still on first base
You ain't bout the money you ain't bout a thang
Tick tick boom when we enter the room
Blowing yo mind 30 seconds of rhyme
If you ain't got the money
I ain't got the time Mr telephone man something wrong with yo line
Slow it down for em one time...

We gon
Handle It
Murder It closed
Casket
We gon handle it murder it closed casket
We gon handle it murder it closed casket

Slow it down for em one time knock em out wit the punchlines
We been hungry for a long time finally made it it's crunch time
We here for the long ride get out the way step to the side
My rhymes like one dime but it's 2 of us multiply
I be up when the sun down making plays and you out of bounds
They love to hang when I hit the town bentley coup when I ride out
Diamond flooded like I'm bouta drown
Poker face I dont never smile
Don't miss a beat don't miss a sound
And a bush what I don't beat around
If you mad at me cuz I'm up now when I turn around poke ya lips out
I ain't gotta yell I ain't gotta shout
But I bet you hear what I'm talking bout
You don't really want this beef you don't really want this heat
Cuz it's fni gang hit you wit this 3rd degree yea