作曲 : Ayon, Ellis Regime Mobstaz Regime *****z Regime Killers Regime Life (2x) [Tech N9ne] Yo, yo! I'm a Regime original My flow's aqua She give me yo' snaps She give you more claps than an opera Street Sinatra, here to tease the shoppa Yuk and Tech ***** Godzilla and Mopra Try and stop the Regime killaz will cost ya Pop the glock to get the message across ya You *****z deserve an oscar, playin' doctor I'ma silence you *****z as if I was actors and flossa For 2Pac ya drought ***** who shot ya Saw this beam light, scream like Chewbacca We got twats on lock the tiny tots My mom say stop or I'm gonna tell poppa I rabaqua Ish Hop Ya mock my **** is gonna be a slip knot enoughs a enough We reign the clocks got ya Tech is coming way clean If you ain't Regime Then **** ya! [Poppa L.Q.] We the real street criminals Regime generals Mash for the most And we sell it for the minimum We Regime alliants With appetites of giants Hungry as some lions We the kings of the jungle Y'all don't wanna step inside the ring in this rumble Empires will crumble Platinum rappers are humbles Pissin' on you peasants Whenever we make our presence Original and authentic Far from a gimmick Suckers try and ****c But they just can't get it No, they don't have their mind on it I don't hear no soul in it They don't have they heart in it We gone put a hole in it To go hardcore All we do is go hard Cuts them chicken's off But we let 'em go hard Regardless who you are We will break you off a bar Load off the hollows Discharge 'em in your car It's Regime ***** And it gets no bigger! [Gonzoe] The life of a gangsta Ice and big bangers The skyline changes Cat, we live dangerous **** who you came wit' This where the game twist Seperate the Regime ***** from the nameless Hit 'em with the stainless Show 'em what pain is Speak that language Work them angles Y'all get mangled We street *****z And once we spit we sayin' you (Come on!) Real **** I split ya frame du' Have ya name all mixed up with bad news What you tryna prove I blow you out ya shoes Y'must got my team confused We make the rules Break yo' face then bust the .2 What you accustomed to ***** this what a hustler do When Gonzoe and my *****z lace ya crew Regime! [Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko] Regime Mobstaz Regime *****z Regime Killers Regime Life [Monsta Ganjah] Regime the regiment Worldwide confederates Suspects and federates Villains, killers and terrorists Radicals individuals Money making material Underrated and hated But over time we made it And dedicated to get it To never sleep I hate it Forget about the bull**** These *****z rather debate it On these streets is how I get it A fetish for living Hellish It's talented how sell it Then **** it back and pull it I'm serious when I do it No it ain't nothing to it Snatch ya chains Splatter brains Acting like they knew it Regime the new team Kill for the cash green Split spleens to crush dreams Empty out magazines Holla back to swallow stacks Treat 'em like **** fiends Anything you need I got I'll be your first thing A hustler My nature, never to fall Regime 'til I die, throw slugs in ya jaw [Dorasel] *****z know me sell I don't give a **** I keep it tucked It's the dirty sizzle Regime missle That's what's up *****z talk a lot of ruckus We ******s Don't wanna buck us I keep my *****z dirty like truckers ***** you heard me Been in the game pretendin for better ***** whatever You ****ing with a war ***** Yo **** rappin, I'll kill ya Dorasel'll smack ya franchise Playa it's over Snatch the Tec-9's from Yukmouth And blast *gunshots* back at ya Rover I told you I'm the dirtiest Him...and gettin' up the earliest ****in' wit' my street *****z And white boys that'll eat *****z I don't need a butcher to do my reppin I get mines with a heat ***** Pass by the spot wit' yo piece Smokin' a sweet ***** Business as usual We back up on the rocks wit' it I'm feeding my fiends I do it cuz my pops did it Still got the same heater My *****z leaking shots with it ?? ***** ass So they can think my **** did it [Grant Rice] Regime! 'Til they slay me and they lay me Seize deep, pushin daisey's in Hades Regime! ' Til the plate's clean My brigade'll swing a blade at the mainstream Until they pay me Regime! Until the Heavens fall A weapon's kept in my drawers To protect the every cause I represent And every car Second of we'll never fall Fo' the mumbles, sumble, crumble not! I'm a hustle mayan Turn the ****in' crum into an oven bake cake Hey! Wait! No - I'm - not - done So real and scary Military 'til I'm killed and buried wit' my shotgun I'm in it to menace And sinnin from minute to minute ' Til I finish, all riddled they gimmicks and image they ****c Specific I'll slay them Stitch 'em and pitch 'em to the franchise Regime ride to empire Grant Rice! [Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko] Regime Mobstaz Regime *****z Regime Killers Regime Life {"{"}* Yukmouth talking throughout the chorus*} Yea *****! You can't **** wit us ***** Regime mobstaz, tatted with dragons and mashin' - igga! [Yukmouth] The thug lord ayatollah ran wit' twelve disciples One hand held the Bible One hand held the rifle *gunshot* All hail my arrival From VL's Disciples To Crips and Piru's and rivals Run for survival It's murderin' mayhem Them birds on the grayhound From the curb of they town Get served and sprayed down *gunshots* Pounds of Earth'll break down The cops run a search and shake down Ever since I signed with my *****z from H-Town Prince J and stayed down Made me put them cakes down I run the Bay now Shake and break like earthquakes now And **** hoes, ass up face down Regime rock throw backs gats Fitted caps and gats Jags, Benzes, Lex and A branch fell but the tree won't fall We stand tall We gone ball This Regime *****! [Outro - Big Krizz Kaliko] Regime Mobstaz Regime *****z Regime Killers Regime Life (2x)
作曲 : Ayon, Ellis Regime Mobstaz Regime *****z Regime Killers Regime Life (2x) [Tech N9ne] Yo, yo! I'm a Regime original My flow's aqua She give me yo' snaps She give you more claps than an opera Street Sinatra, here to tease the shoppa Yuk and Tech ***** Godzilla and Mopra Try and stop the Regime killaz will cost ya Pop the glock to get the message across ya You *****z deserve an oscar, playin' doctor I'ma silence you *****z as if I was actors and flossa For 2Pac ya drought ***** who shot ya Saw this beam light, scream like Chewbacca We got twats on lock the tiny tots My mom say stop or I'm gonna tell poppa I rabaqua Ish Hop Ya mock my **** is gonna be a slip knot enoughs a enough We reign the clocks got ya Tech is coming way clean If you ain't Regime Then **** ya! [Poppa L.Q.] We the real street criminals Regime generals Mash for the most And we sell it for the minimum We Regime alliants With appetites of giants Hungry as some lions We the kings of the jungle Y'all don't wanna step inside the ring in this rumble Empires will crumble Platinum rappers are humbles Pissin' on you peasants Whenever we make our presence Original and authentic Far from a gimmick Suckers try and ****c But they just can't get it No, they don't have their mind on it I don't hear no soul in it They don't have they heart in it We gone put a hole in it To go hardcore All we do is go hard Cuts them chicken's off But we let 'em go hard Regardless who you are We will break you off a bar Load off the hollows Discharge 'em in your car It's Regime ***** And it gets no bigger! [Gonzoe] The life of a gangsta Ice and big bangers The skyline changes Cat, we live dangerous **** who you came wit' This where the game twist Seperate the Regime ***** from the nameless Hit 'em with the stainless Show 'em what pain is Speak that language Work them angles Y'all get mangled We street *****z And once we spit we sayin' you (Come on!) Real **** I split ya frame du' Have ya name all mixed up with bad news What you tryna prove I blow you out ya shoes Y'must got my team confused We make the rules Break yo' face then bust the .2 What you accustomed to ***** this what a hustler do When Gonzoe and my *****z lace ya crew Regime! [Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko] Regime Mobstaz Regime *****z Regime Killers Regime Life [Monsta Ganjah] Regime the regiment Worldwide confederates Suspects and federates Villains, killers and terrorists Radicals individuals Money making material Underrated and hated But over time we made it And dedicated to get it To never sleep I hate it Forget about the bull**** These *****z rather debate it On these streets is how I get it A fetish for living Hellish It's talented how sell it Then **** it back and pull it I'm serious when I do it No it ain't nothing to it Snatch ya chains Splatter brains Acting like they knew it Regime the new team Kill for the cash green Split spleens to crush dreams Empty out magazines Holla back to swallow stacks Treat 'em like **** fiends Anything you need I got I'll be your first thing A hustler My nature, never to fall Regime 'til I die, throw slugs in ya jaw [Dorasel] *****z know me sell I don't give a **** I keep it tucked It's the dirty sizzle Regime missle That's what's up *****z talk a lot of ruckus We ******s Don't wanna buck us I keep my *****z dirty like truckers ***** you heard me Been in the game pretendin for better ***** whatever You ****ing with a war ***** Yo **** rappin, I'll kill ya Dorasel'll smack ya franchise Playa it's over Snatch the Tec-9's from Yukmouth And blast *gunshots* back at ya Rover I told you I'm the dirtiest Him...and gettin' up the earliest ****in' wit' my street *****z And white boys that'll eat *****z I don't need a butcher to do my reppin I get mines with a heat ***** Pass by the spot wit' yo piece Smokin' a sweet ***** Business as usual We back up on the rocks wit' it I'm feeding my fiends I do it cuz my pops did it Still got the same heater My *****z leaking shots with it ?? ***** ass So they can think my **** did it [Grant Rice] Regime! 'Til they slay me and they lay me Seize deep, pushin daisey's in Hades Regime! ' Til the plate's clean My brigade'll swing a blade at the mainstream Until they pay me Regime! Until the Heavens fall A weapon's kept in my drawers To protect the every cause I represent And every car Second of we'll never fall Fo' the mumbles, sumble, crumble not! I'm a hustle mayan Turn the ****in' crum into an oven bake cake Hey! Wait! No - I'm - not - done So real and scary Military 'til I'm killed and buried wit' my shotgun I'm in it to menace And sinnin from minute to minute ' Til I finish, all riddled they gimmicks and image they ****c Specific I'll slay them Stitch 'em and pitch 'em to the franchise Regime ride to empire Grant Rice! [Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko] Regime Mobstaz Regime *****z Regime Killers Regime Life {"{"}* Yukmouth talking throughout the chorus*} Yea *****! You can't **** wit us ***** Regime mobstaz, tatted with dragons and mashin' - igga! [Yukmouth] The thug lord ayatollah ran wit' twelve disciples One hand held the Bible One hand held the rifle *gunshot* All hail my arrival From VL's Disciples To Crips and Piru's and rivals Run for survival It's murderin' mayhem Them birds on the grayhound From the curb of they town Get served and sprayed down *gunshots* Pounds of Earth'll break down The cops run a search and shake down Ever since I signed with my *****z from H-Town Prince J and stayed down Made me put them cakes down I run the Bay now Shake and break like earthquakes now And **** hoes, ass up face down Regime rock throw backs gats Fitted caps and gats Jags, Benzes, Lex and A branch fell but the tree won't fall We stand tall We gone ball This Regime *****! [Outro - Big Krizz Kaliko] Regime Mobstaz Regime *****z Regime Killers Regime Life (2x)
