Hour pit , barracuda t grinding,
Of the , and the underground of Detroit ,
Not affected by the .. spit , Freon
I'm ready for the primetime, look y'all I got on my ,
Only generals in my golden stack
When I'm up to get them I burn the , hold me
Addicted to the stamps, I ain't talking about big ,
I watch it, when I see them, I guarantee this , of profit
Slow the air you want like,
Shut you down, but they gonna leave you dead in a,
It's time to eat they candy,
I need something the size of a Nike sponsor,
I'm here to count and blow,
I need all my whites on
While you living in this ,
Let it all hang out, the blue flag will hit them first
Salute the loan beast, holding the blue turf

I put the gun to ya and let it sing you a song X 6
I put the gun to ya, I put the gun to ya
I put the gun to ya and let it sing you a song X 3

I'm at it, , down, like, singing a lullaby
Never nigger fake, I was looking, like them other guys
,quick to bag me up, make a sound like , song
Riding with me, shake no,
Take that spray and that's my nigger,
Count the time I pull that trigger
Rhyme time, fuck the beat acapela
, live by the motto, whatever whatever
Play that tone, are you classic
, this here hit passion, and murder music ,
The song master

I put the gun to ya and let it sing you a song X 6
I put the gun to ya, I put the gun to ya
I put the gun to ya and let it sing you a song X 3

These rappers talk young, but they ain't holding them right
Don't mean Rihanna, but turn off your lights
I'm from the place where niggers hate and them cobras will strike
And by the way,
You see the karats in the fist, stopping the cheek
You cop you a brick,
You know that it's one of a kind
, you breaking and folding like blinds
Looking for motives but find
Blind and , and when that,
Niggers will turn your mashed potatoes to spaghetti yo.