Intro: Some of yall Niggazz Mightt Rememberr Me...I was herre a Yearr aGo...BeefinN withh Numerous Niggaz on herre....but its all Good Beef was Squashedd and Now Sheistt toldd Me aboutt some Ho Niggazz on herre...Checkk this...

(Hook)

The Real American Gangsterr Comes to the Site…Shitt gets Real Roughh,
Professional Crew Slayerr…MoneyMakerr aintt about a Bluff.

Step Up to MoneyMakerr and ya Grill gets Lyrically Snuffedd,
When the Time Comes the Times Comes and yourr B.E.S.T aintt Enoughh.


MoneyMaker

I Seen Niggaz Heavy Nett-BanginN….Dial-Up Niggaz….but this is the Worstt,

LaughhinN at Niggazz gettinN Ganggsta AddinN SoundEffects to they Verse.

Bannana Clipp PeelinN all Fourr of you…Gott yall Niggazz ~Runningg FAR~
His Rhymes too Pre-Mature to Fuckks with Me….aintt datt Rightt “Sonny� Barrs?

1000 Beams on all 1000 of his Eyes…give the Exterminatorr a Call,
The Gun turns into a Swatterr…Leaves the ‘Fly’ Splatterred on the Wall.

UpHill Battle against Money for B.E.S.T….Because the ~Flow is Perfect~,
So ill Diss S.B. to C./See him get Droppedd like I was ChanginN ~Phone Service~.

Niggazz caintt See Me in Rhymes…ill Leave yo Crew DisMemberredd,
Because B.E.S.T. on Some Rihanna Shitt…you aintt Tryna Murda No Niggazz.

GuNS Like SuperrModels walkkinN By…MuthaFuckkinN Flipp Headds,
Ill putt the Magnum over you…MuthaFuckkinN “DickkHead�.

Niggz NaminN himself afterr Real People…Mines is about Loot,
He fits his Own Role…Antonio Banderas is just Puss…Minus the Boots.

S.H.will gett a Fever….because this Lyrical heatt about to get to ~his Headd~,
Gott the Metal on yo Bitch’s Tongue like a Ringg….now She Give Me Sickk’Headd’.

(Hook)

The Real American Gangsterr Comes to the Site…Shitt gets Real Roughh,
Professional Crew Slayerr…MoneyMakerr aintt about a Bluff.

Step Up to MoneyMakerr and ya Grill gets Lyrically Snuffedd,
When the Time Comes the Times Comes and yourr B.E.S.T aintt Enoughh.

*Froze*

Who the fuck mentioned toronto? Y'all rap nice-and-shitty...
How Toronto whack, we the fucking hybrid-city...

You wanna come at us? Your crew-will-stop.
I rap so I can eat, this is food-for-thought...

You think you the "BEST-CREW"? I'll wreck-dudes who step-to..
Me on mic, fuck sickhead, A.B., and the next-two...

Fly-E's a net G, my magnitude is tectonic...
Look at ya name, you only "Fly" on "Electronics"!!!

Nigga...

This aint a beef thing, this is some money-war..
Sunny Bars spit nothing-hard, better change ya name to funny-bars!!!

Y'all whack-as-fuck, you lack-my-trust, leave ya ass-in-dust!
Aint no passing-us, your rhymes full of wholes, and we can't patch-you-up!...

I'll dictate my ideology, like a tyrant!...
Antonio Banderas? Is that a fucking pirate?

Who the fuck mentioned Toronto? Y'all whack-N-talk-like-chicks...
We called "Tower City" cuzz y'all "STACKED-UP-ON-OUR-DICKS!!"


(Hook)

The Real American Gangsterr Comes to the Site…Shitt gets Real Roughh,
Professional Crew Slayerr…MoneyMakerr aintt about a Bluff.

Step Up to MoneyMakerr and ya Grill gets Lyrically Snuffedd,
When the Time Comes the Times Comes and yourr B.E.S.T aintt Enoughh.

Outro: You See....datts Whatt Happens when some BallerStatus Vets Run throughh herre...Whatt Up Shiest...Whatt Up 300 J.G....Whatt Up to yall Niggaz datt have or wantt to Sqaushedd ourr Beef....Blackk Card and Chemical Change in this Bitchh...

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King of Saint Lou