| You can’t fuck with us nope not gunna happen
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| And you can spend your whole life rappin
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| BITCH! |
| we on a higher level a bigger plateau
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| Way above lookin down on them weak hoes
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| We got the game locked ain’t nobody comin through
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| No ones around to hold us down even if they wanted to
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| So take a step back (move aside out the way)
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| The underground is comin through the family is here to stay
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| Its time to recognize really whats in front of you
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| Paranormal music with a rhythm you can boogie to
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| Giving you hot flashes makin your body shake
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| Feeling the bass between your toes like you in an earthquake
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| So keep your head bangin we know you like it rough
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| I feel the same sometimes I can’t get enough
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| That’s how we do undeniably the hardest
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| And guaranteed to life to go the farthest
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| BRACE YO SELF
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| And hold tight because tonight is gunna be a long ride
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| NO ONE ELSE
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| Can do this like us because they mind ain’t right
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| All I KNOW
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| Is when it comes to the hatchet we attach it
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| AND THAT’S FO SHO
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| Cause its impossible to fuck with psychopathic (WHOOP WHOOP)
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| Heads crackin when we rappin brains melt and leak out
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| Bout to fuckin freak out and put a bullet in your mouth
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| Down south up north from the east to the west
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| Be some down ass mother fuckers that’ll put you to rest
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| For me cut, bleed, and die so very slowly
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| Leave your body holy cut my initials so you know me homie
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| ABK and AMB representing family
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| That’s the way its gunna be droppin' haters rapidly
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| Yo yo brace your self break yourself
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| Take the 9 millimeter and erase yourself
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| Try and save yourself from the tribe called crazy
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| AMB and ABK we fade your face piece
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| Chop a little out of the top of your shoulder
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| Take the engine out of a lawn mower
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| Make an explosive
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| Put it under your front seat for fucken with Otis
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| Don’t act like a never told you to brace yourself
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| Brace yourself and hold on tight if I were you I would not let go
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| You cross that line into our domain now we have to kill you slow
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| Ain’t no escaping there’s no way out now you belong to us
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| Now you’re exposed to the underground so you can see who not to trust
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| Automatic fresh shit on the mind
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| Ain’t nobody cut this we stay hardest from the grind
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| Brace yourself cause when we hit your dome its gone splat
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| Better be ready for the attack with an axe, hatchet, or gat
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| You can never stomp our face in with the boots I wear
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| I’d be surprised if they fit and I’m a size 10 playa
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| Industry’s your name is chump change, you ain’t worth shit
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| Your whole life is just a joke like a comedy bit
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| Right Right 7 inches worth the butcher knife
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| Stuck inside your hooker wife just cause she was lookin right
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| Everytime we do a show I take the show and take a life
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| Brace your self and say goodnight underground scrub life BITCH
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| We axe murdering the industries and killing anybody
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| Hidden in the alley creepen through there lobbys
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| Red and black we at war and we ready to fight
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| So you better brace yourself and hold on tight |