Be A Witness - (Killa Klan Kaze)

Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness

Now I was coming in up in Memphis on that
Motherfuckin' real shit
Bullets in chamber, fill it with anger
Paid all my dues to-a Triple the Six
Scanman might take your hand
Slowly grab to the pistol grip
See Crunchy Black up in the back loading up my extra clip
Coppers got me in a chase, I can't catch no murder case
I pulled over, got my glizz, I took my hand and popped the cop
DJ Paul looked at me, nervously without a sweat
Carlo Haywood got his check, robbed the dope mane, broke his neck
OX and vogues put up on hoes, stinging like a bumble bee
European Chevy thang pop out woodgrain leather seats
South Memphis, killa', playaz, we got brand new tapes for sale
Mystic Styles bumpin' loud in the sand ford bring a crowd
Chevy thang with your clip, project with the fuckin pump
Cuz, show me love, K-Rock locked'em in the fuckin' trunk
Damn I'm going crazy mane, razor blade cuttin' in my Hand
Maybe I'll be savin' babies, fuck my lady I'm the man
Rappin' aint no fuckin thang, Triple Six be biggity-bangin'
Shootin' up me block, witta me glock, it woulda been ol' K-Rock

'Finna be cockin', attackin' and poppin'
And droppin' these coppas like enemy niggas
That can't pull the trigger, I figure this pimpin'
That's livin' them limpin' the Triple Six
Now I'm back when I been on the track wit the Scarecrow
Cuz the DJ Paul pop in the clip, no slippin' you're
Trippin' I'm taking no lip
Niggas I'm droppin' your musical style
Killa Klan gonna blast them bitches, catchin' 'em
When they steady pimpin'
Triple Six gonna warned your ass
Bitch we have no fuckin' witness, fuckin' witness

Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness

I got a street sweeper just to keep these
Playa hater niggas up off my back
But yet I'm always the center of attention
Pimpin' ass nigga known as MC Mack
You best believe I'm packin ammunition for these busta' snitches
Stangin', robbin', ain't no thing, a pimp done went rags to riches
Hustling on the track, my ends is stackin, cuz I'm breakin' heifers
Make my cheese, bitch break your knees
(God-DAMN!) the pimpin' Mack is clever
Bustas trying to playa hate me, but they cannot aggravate me
Droppin' sawed off in my game, but MC Mack will never change
I'm cheffin' like an Indian and that's the type of stage I'm in
I'm blastin' wit this fuckin trick, we stangin' like a fuckin wasp
Provoke me, joke me, play me, make me buck your bitch ass, pull your card
We creepin' late at night with them thangs on the roody-poo
Trick lets see who's hard
I ask myself the question why these watermelon niggas wanna cramp my pimpin'
Jealous cuz I'm ridin on gold and sweatin these hoes up out they clothes
So brace yourself for the impact of the Mack
This ain't the first of the month
And we breakin' bones in half, and blastin' bitches
Hoe, so be a witness, be a witness

Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness

There's no love up in a nigga when I'm creepin' for a killing
When you bitches slips, the Mac-10 clicks
Buckin' bitches with no patience
So in a minute that's when you lie dead, from the Buckshot through your chest
Bullets fled, ripping and stripping and home again and worn to shreds
Pimp shit killa Scan the Man, I leave them bitches scared from horror
Of the corpses that I torture, sufferer, in them chambers
The morning, the crying, cuz' eternally they torment
The burning (shh) in the bottom of my pits bitch
I'll rise back up on you niggas real quick, just like the evil dead
My master with evil powers to devour you bitches that burn in hell
I'm clickin' with madness form the Triple Six killa' demons
The anger that's in me got me crazed man
I'm lurkin' I'm creepin', here come the Scan Man
Sneakin' in to drop a Mac-10 bomb and leave bodies in a slum
The Killa Klan massacre, leavin' them bitches to rot in them ditches
When vengeance of demons slit young bitches and rip them, in pieces
No love, bitch

Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Killa Klan
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness
Yeah, this MC Mack with the clique,
The Killa Klan, you know what I'm sayin'
Coming at yo ass for the 9-6, my nigga
K-Roc and ScanMan in about this bitch, hoe
Come get this, big business
Motherfucker be a witness