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  • 作词 : Montgomery, Ryan D.
    作曲 : Montgomery, Ryan D.
    You herbs we merged, we're an alliance
    We fight fire with flamethrowers, why would you try us?
    We an outfit, equivalent to
    Voltron'sThat boy
    Crooked I is equivalent to four arms
    Joell Ortiz is the body, the cannibal slash killer
    Kill you then eat your body,
    Joe Budden is the pair of legs
    He runs *************t alongside
    I, the apparent head
    I am the general, bow now, ************* saluting
    I don't really think y'all *************s get it
    Run up on your with a army it is on until it's done, finished
    You got a problem with any one of my slaughters
    Then y'all *************s can come with it
    Me and Joey, we a perfect fit
    He like starting *************t,
    I like ending *************t
    I don't squash the beef,
    I don't bend a bit
    It ain't intricate
    I'm gon' shoot your stupid ass
    You too could laugh, you gon' die smiling
    Try wilding,
    I get hostile then
    I'm violent
    I don't make threats *************
    I promiseMy style is
    Stalin mixed with sick lyrics
    If you hear it, it'll lift your spirit
    Turn your appearance into a disappearance
    Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but my clique
    Nothing but hot *************t, follow me, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I put my money on my clique, hot *************t
    Coming out the barrel of my fifth
    I got a raw flow and
    I stay hungry more so
    Guess that's why
    I'm the torso
    I pour sweat when
    I perform shows
    What I record goes down as the best
    But the vets won't let that torch go
    Y'all could keep it, they got flashlights now
    And flamethrowers and
    I got one on my back right now
    Remain focused, that's what
    I tell myself now and then
    Don't wanna go back to that block like when
    Varejão defends
    Uh, oh, my stomach growls again,
    I ain't none of you cowards friends
    Every human out of my sight before
    I count to ten
    One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
    I'm hungry like
    I never ate
    Set a table up with knives, forks and spoons,
    I'm 'bout to get a plate
    All these sweet dummies looking me like a pepper steak
    Means we never separate, we ain't married
    Jab it every time
    I touch a pen,
    I sort of set a date
    I'll devastate your career, look
    I'm a demonstrate
    Let me get a good breath take before
    I regulate
    Okay, bye, bye you guys, don't try to rhyme'
    Cause line for line what
    I design is mine and mine
    Sport a joint divine, meaning right behind
    And thank
    God it *************nes all the light in mine
    So my eyes can find a nice dime to grind
    Come here girl, toma, toma, take that, take that
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but my clique
    Nothing but hot *************t, follow me, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I put my money on my clique, hot *************t
    Coming out the barrel of my fifth
    You rappers chasing popularity by any means
    Doing silly things, buying too many size 20 skinny jeans
    The west treat me like
    I'm really king
    I'm Pacquiao in the
    Philippines, illest thing *************s seen
    You rappers dressing like you fitting to sing
    Billie Jean
    I got to intervene, ************* you
    I'm a intervene
    You loud talking, wouldn't kill a thing
    Matter of fact, where's your head, *************?
    I got the guillotine
    ************* your
    Hollywood
    Limousine and rented bling
    I give you three red dots and
    I call it a triple beam
    I'll put your pad on your property, fag
    Properly rob you and hop in the
    JagIf you stopping the profit, the glock will be popping your body
    You'll rock a colostomy bag, shot in the abs, moms will be sad
    Pops will be mad, doctor be glad
    Possibly be stopping the plasma dropping
    Clock running out and the outcome bad
    Any one of you *************s ************* with my team?
    Pretty ass thing with the infrared beam
    Sleep on that and get killed while you dream
    ************* a rap group
    Slaughterhouse a machine
    Slaughterhouse, a regime
    I'm gooned up if you know what
    I meanEverybody wanna be down with the king
    No, no, no, no, no fly zone
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but my clique
    Nothing but hot *************t, follow me, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I put my money on my clique, hot *************t
    Coming out the barrel of my fifth
    My one goal's to astonish, tell the
    President,
    VPNotify the
    Congress, they say
    I'm arrogant, pompous but
    I'm honest
    I tell them keep an accomplice away from the accomplished
    They still making threats on your highness
    But I tell them where
    I be, they just ignore the compass
    I think all your mans' play dough,
    I don't buy that movie,
    FandangoFans they know that what?
    You a soldier to a general
    Baby steel, got it in a bag, airtight
    Navy SEALTell them little dudes
    I ain't mad at y'all
    College kids like
    Asher Roth
    Y'all just trying to put food on the table
    While I'm a just come and try to snatch it off
    If it ain't for me, most young dudes would be angrily
    But anxiously awaiting bankruptcy
    Wonder what makes little mother******s think they the same as me
    I'm synchronized you and your men should die
    Learn certain *************t you ain't meant to try
    Got the ground covered with some *************s in disguise
    Best bet is to attempt to fly
    *************t's a game, you down, you in for life
    ************* y'all,
    I ain't got to generalize
    Y'all enabled to write what the pen describes
    So when he asked what
    I meant and why,
    I tell him
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but my clique
    Nothing but hot *************t, follow me, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I put my money on my clique, hot *************t
    Coming out the barrel of my fifth
  • 作词 : Montgomery, Ryan D.
    作曲 : Montgomery, Ryan D.
    You herbs we merged, we're an alliance
    We fight fire with flamethrowers, why would you try us?
    We an outfit, equivalent to
    Voltron'sThat boy
    Crooked I is equivalent to four arms
    Joell Ortiz is the body, the cannibal slash killer
    Kill you then eat your body,
    Joe Budden is the pair of legs
    He runs *************t alongside
    I, the apparent head
    I am the general, bow now, ************* saluting
    I don't really think y'all *************s get it
    Run up on your with a army it is on until it's done, finished
    You got a problem with any one of my slaughters
    Then y'all *************s can come with it
    Me and Joey, we a perfect fit
    He like starting *************t,
    I like ending *************t
    I don't squash the beef,
    I don't bend a bit
    It ain't intricate
    I'm gon' shoot your stupid ass
    You too could laugh, you gon' die smiling
    Try wilding,
    I get hostile then
    I'm violent
    I don't make threats *************
    I promiseMy style is
    Stalin mixed with sick lyrics
    If you hear it, it'll lift your spirit
    Turn your appearance into a disappearance
    Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but my clique
    Nothing but hot *************t, follow me, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I put my money on my clique, hot *************t
    Coming out the barrel of my fifth
    I got a raw flow and
    I stay hungry more so
    Guess that's why
    I'm the torso
    I pour sweat when
    I perform shows
    What I record goes down as the best
    But the vets won't let that torch go
    Y'all could keep it, they got flashlights now
    And flamethrowers and
    I got one on my back right now
    Remain focused, that's what
    I tell myself now and then
    Don't wanna go back to that block like when
    Varejão defends
    Uh, oh, my stomach growls again,
    I ain't none of you cowards friends
    Every human out of my sight before
    I count to ten
    One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
    I'm hungry like
    I never ate
    Set a table up with knives, forks and spoons,
    I'm 'bout to get a plate
    All these sweet dummies looking me like a pepper steak
    Means we never separate, we ain't married
    Jab it every time
    I touch a pen,
    I sort of set a date
    I'll devastate your career, look
    I'm a demonstrate
    Let me get a good breath take before
    I regulate
    Okay, bye, bye you guys, don't try to rhyme'
    Cause line for line what
    I design is mine and mine
    Sport a joint divine, meaning right behind
    And thank
    God it *************nes all the light in mine
    So my eyes can find a nice dime to grind
    Come here girl, toma, toma, take that, take that
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but my clique
    Nothing but hot *************t, follow me, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I put my money on my clique, hot *************t
    Coming out the barrel of my fifth
    You rappers chasing popularity by any means
    Doing silly things, buying too many size 20 skinny jeans
    The west treat me like
    I'm really king
    I'm Pacquiao in the
    Philippines, illest thing *************s seen
    You rappers dressing like you fitting to sing
    Billie Jean
    I got to intervene, ************* you
    I'm a intervene
    You loud talking, wouldn't kill a thing
    Matter of fact, where's your head, *************?
    I got the guillotine
    ************* your
    Hollywood
    Limousine and rented bling
    I give you three red dots and
    I call it a triple beam
    I'll put your pad on your property, fag
    Properly rob you and hop in the
    JagIf you stopping the profit, the glock will be popping your body
    You'll rock a colostomy bag, shot in the abs, moms will be sad
    Pops will be mad, doctor be glad
    Possibly be stopping the plasma dropping
    Clock running out and the outcome bad
    Any one of you *************s ************* with my team?
    Pretty ass thing with the infrared beam
    Sleep on that and get killed while you dream
    ************* a rap group
    Slaughterhouse a machine
    Slaughterhouse, a regime
    I'm gooned up if you know what
    I meanEverybody wanna be down with the king
    No, no, no, no, no fly zone
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but my clique
    Nothing but hot *************t, follow me, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I put my money on my clique, hot *************t
    Coming out the barrel of my fifth
    My one goal's to astonish, tell the
    President,
    VPNotify the
    Congress, they say
    I'm arrogant, pompous but
    I'm honest
    I tell them keep an accomplice away from the accomplished
    They still making threats on your highness
    But I tell them where
    I be, they just ignore the compass
    I think all your mans' play dough,
    I don't buy that movie,
    FandangoFans they know that what?
    You a soldier to a general
    Baby steel, got it in a bag, airtight
    Navy SEALTell them little dudes
    I ain't mad at y'all
    College kids like
    Asher Roth
    Y'all just trying to put food on the table
    While I'm a just come and try to snatch it off
    If it ain't for me, most young dudes would be angrily
    But anxiously awaiting bankruptcy
    Wonder what makes little mother******s think they the same as me
    I'm synchronized you and your men should die
    Learn certain *************t you ain't meant to try
    Got the ground covered with some *************s in disguise
    Best bet is to attempt to fly
    *************t's a game, you down, you in for life
    ************* y'all,
    I ain't got to generalize
    Y'all enabled to write what the pen describes
    So when he asked what
    I meant and why,
    I tell him
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but my clique
    Nothing but hot *************t, follow me, sound off, sound off, hut
    I ************* with nothing but gangstas
    Nothing but hustla *************s, sound off, sound off, hut
    I put my money on my clique, hot *************t
    Coming out the barrel of my fifth