All them fakers out there jealous cuz they can't take us
They just talk shit and give us understatements
They won't be safe when we come out to give um stitches
They got me suspicious and now they bein petrified bitches
the terrified, their heart stiffens, get with it
Their heart quickens it's time to die no quittin
Finish ya business stop stayin hidden
Stop bein a pussy just cuz you know you aint winnin
Listen it's my time to glisten get up outta here with that wishin
If you gonna roll with Urkron there aint no bull shittin
An army within one city motha fucka Northside of Akron
Stop the yippin and yappin, tap in
To the system spittin a lyrical cataclysm
These fakers talkin like they have some wisdom
I'm spittin at them bitches and being exact, specific
All the producers want me because my rap's exquisite
I don't have to give it to them pass the smith and wesson
Holla at me and i'll leave ya a track with a blessin
Left with a steppin stone up to L.C's throne
Operatin and army screamin go go go go
They don't want no more ya'll conna have to quit it
I aint givin you a chance to rip it glance then spit it
Keep ya stance and give it see if the fans will dig it
They probably won't so pull up ya pants get with it

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