The Renegades.. Motherfuck industry, God bless my enemies Too many lame niggas shy to speak, so they find a it don't bother me But um, any can't rap, get'em out ASAP, talkin' bout they trappin again Hop in the booth, been the truth, got proof guess who was the popular kid Theres me in the drop top, the glock out, pop shots in the back of ya head aiming at esophogus, no kind of surviving *something* Damn, I'm so pissed off just a little, like a flow with a riddle, let her ass jiggle uh I'm a dog and I'm all in the middle, fuck her *something* got balls all in'em Damn I can't call up a nigga bust that real all of my niggas got a man but fuck that nigga, I'm good anywhere like a sun god damn my flow so amazing, ask Renegades they can that statement Your bitch have my baby, nigga fuck you pay me (chorus) Okay it's money them bitches, coffins go to them snitches Talkin' outta your ass you gon' need a little more than stitches boy done got real x4 any given day you be victimized, pray and hope one day you see them heaven skies shit done got x2 (Busta Rhymes) I dont really think you niggas get it, I'mma decorate your kinda like upholstery nigga it's gettin real up in this motherfucker, I don't really think you really even should approach me nigga lay down motherfucker you ain't heard what i said, why you tryna me closely nigga and now you wanna talk, I'm already by the while you stranglin,and really tryna choke me nigga tell that nigga that I cut a nigga til you see the white meat, but I don't really eat nigga fuck it it don't matter anyway, cause you know to lay up in a box in a cozy nigga it be getting kinda bad *something*, a dude be acting like he know me nigga and I had to let her go *something* eat slowly make a nigga strip down, bare, *something* nigga I know it's unbelievable, well you better believe it *something* *something* if watch like a ceremony nigga and when I'm finished with them, then I go and get his little bitch and say me nigga I wanna cry for your friend, why you tryna when you got so much to lose the problem is that i'm the one that show you the truth, they'll talk about you a nigga get in the booth you niggas better know the deal i come through better learn or your gunna feel *something shit done got real done got real! (chorus) Okay it's money over them bitches, coffins go to snitches Talkin' outta your ass you gon' need a little more those stitches boy done got real x4 any day you could be victimized, just pray and hope one day you see them heaven shit done got real got a deal shit done got real, got a deal (Yelawolf) up, wait a minute did you say my name and offer me to drive up in motherfucker, park it like a Buick Regal You in need of, using needles, feel you wanna shoot up this dope or let me swerve in like a *something* to the veins of the game on a *something* you a *something*