WireTar
Ayo, we in the spot, got the hoodie on the melon
Bouta rearrange up the recipe that's in the melting pot
Long body, feelin' like I'm 6'10" dirty like
Manure through that pigs pen my chicken still fat
Count it up, back around bringin' madness to the gravel pit
Pickin' up the slack, I'm in the corner doing jump jacks
Sick fuck, poison in my stomach acid
Still moving swiftly like rodents in the inner city
Rummage thru the street tryna cease hunger
Classic records in the corner, yo I keep hundreds
Music shit, we run it nigga I'm a beast
Coming back with the recipe for awesome
Jeremiah flame it up, nigga straight arson
Get off 'em, talkin' business up in Satan's office
Sittin' at a table for hours, Nigga my posse dope like
Powder through the nasel it's the fatal type
I take the title tell 'em pray to God, that he save ya lives
Cage the gorillas and you asking for trouble
Cause we hungry so we sabotage the function
Ceasar still banging on his chest with the drumsticks
Back with the punch list, the nappy niggas run shit
Cage the gorillas and you asking for trouble
Cause we hungry so we sabotage the function
Ceasar still banging on his chest with the drumsticks
Back with the punch list, the nappy niggas run shit
I got ample victims, start to round 'em up
Sittin' by the safe countin' thousands taking hours
Compare us to the masses stylistically we talking louder
Ima' walk around drinking Mickey's like homeboy on the corner would
Hell raisin' not a secret, yea we bouta feast
These niggas hearts gon start to beat
Start praying, call a priest, niggas keep it raw
Leave that dog shit for the garbage
Creepin' up, get your defense up
I don't never sleep thru nothing, the mad phase
These your last days, 'cause Ima' leave a mess like the black plague
Laugh at niggas, collection records like it's action figures
Yea my tax bracket different, pacifistic niggas hit the bricks
Big like Griffin, dim the flow like the lights tripping
Nasty with a mic, not classy, grab the mop, left a mess
Cleaned the scene up, the big boy in the schoolyard
Bench pressing, back with this paper plus I'm stacking still saving up
Cage the gorillas and you asking for trouble
Cause we hungry so we sabotage the function
Ceasar still banging on his chest with the drumsticks
Back with the punch list, the nappy niggas run shit
Cage the gorillas and you asking for trouble
Cause we hungry so we sabotage the function
Ceasar still banging on his chest with the drumsticks
Back with the punch list, the nappy niggas run shit
Bouta rearrange up the recipe that's in the melting pot
Long body, feelin' like I'm 6'10" dirty like
Manure through that pigs pen my chicken still fat
Count it up, back around bringin' madness to the gravel pit
Pickin' up the slack, I'm in the corner doing jump jacks
Sick fuck, poison in my stomach acid
Still moving swiftly like rodents in the inner city
Rummage thru the street tryna cease hunger
Classic records in the corner, yo I keep hundreds
Music shit, we run it nigga I'm a beast
Coming back with the recipe for awesome
Jeremiah flame it up, nigga straight arson
Get off 'em, talkin' business up in Satan's office
Sittin' at a table for hours, Nigga my posse dope like
Powder through the nasel it's the fatal type
I take the title tell 'em pray to God, that he save ya lives
Cage the gorillas and you asking for trouble
Cause we hungry so we sabotage the function
Ceasar still banging on his chest with the drumsticks
Back with the punch list, the nappy niggas run shit
Cage the gorillas and you asking for trouble
Cause we hungry so we sabotage the function
Ceasar still banging on his chest with the drumsticks
Back with the punch list, the nappy niggas run shit
I got ample victims, start to round 'em up
Sittin' by the safe countin' thousands taking hours
Compare us to the masses stylistically we talking louder
Ima' walk around drinking Mickey's like homeboy on the corner would
Hell raisin' not a secret, yea we bouta feast
These niggas hearts gon start to beat
Start praying, call a priest, niggas keep it raw
Leave that dog shit for the garbage
Creepin' up, get your defense up
I don't never sleep thru nothing, the mad phase
These your last days, 'cause Ima' leave a mess like the black plague
Laugh at niggas, collection records like it's action figures
Yea my tax bracket different, pacifistic niggas hit the bricks
Big like Griffin, dim the flow like the lights tripping
Nasty with a mic, not classy, grab the mop, left a mess
Cleaned the scene up, the big boy in the schoolyard
Bench pressing, back with this paper plus I'm stacking still saving up
Cage the gorillas and you asking for trouble
Cause we hungry so we sabotage the function
Ceasar still banging on his chest with the drumsticks
Back with the punch list, the nappy niggas run shit
Cage the gorillas and you asking for trouble
Cause we hungry so we sabotage the function
Ceasar still banging on his chest with the drumsticks
Back with the punch list, the nappy niggas run shit
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Writer(s): Kendal Dorsey
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