[Verse 1: TWC / Cannons]
I come from the land full of teams and they' all trying to be number 1 in these streets, So i'm packing the heat, coroners bagging the meat, killing mother fuckers while I rap on this beat, Putting holes in your body from your head to your feet, if you thought shit was sweet, than prepare for defeat, I'm coming with the piece 'til your crew is deceased and yo blood is released with ur brains on ur sheets, Better not to fuck with the beast, screaming fuck the police, middle finger up to the peace, better duck when i skeet, Leave you slumped in your seat, and your other homie's dead in the street
[Verse 2: cricket]
Your homie's dead in the street but I wish it was a pig, I like the smell of swine when it raises from the crypt and i think that's legit, man the rage that I spit hits hard like an anvil dropped on your dick, or a leech on a clit, and i know that i'm sick but I just won't quit, and don't hate on me you hypocrite, I just say what you think like you eat what I shit, and I eat like a prick, flow like a fountain, thin like a stick, the bars I spit get you high as shit, unlike the bowl that you hit, cuz the weed that you get is straight raunchy as shit, shit dirty like a snotty rag, dirty like my style put fools in a body bag, some don't know how to act, been a G since the age of 8 like a pontiac
[Verse 3: cricket]
My enemies get smacked up when they start to act up, bring out a shank and they back up, when the heat turn on you can see em start to pack up - but i love it, i shrug it, "fuck it", put away the musket, fools so petty like a drop in a bucket, man i'm above it, like jordan to a rim in 96, slam dunking, str8 bustin, keep a lock in a sock in case you see a cop, watch the little piggy drop, give 'em a concussion, man when you rush 'em leave the blood gushing, trust 'em with nothing and bust 'em- sadistic, look at the statistic, it's unusual the pig be the victim, tie a doughnut to a fish pole and trick 'em, drag 'em blocks down the street till you RIP 'em
[Verse 4: TWC / Cannons]
So im coming real sleek, never let my victims speak, so you'll never hear a peep, choppin heads off while i reap, and I never skip a beat, bustin racists with the heat, feeling froggy take a leap, run you over with the jeep, with the strap under the seat, then I dump you in the sea, while i'm smokin on the tree, soon you gonna see, that you fucking with a G, and my city never sleeps, cuz the gangs runnin it deep, in the rammer while they creep, bustin clappers on your team, blood is flowin like a stream as they skeeting out the scene, hammers smokin like the steam, and they had the red beam so you didn't evn have a chance to scream
