(Lord Lhus) You don't wanna step we f*cking you up I'm with the click now - in T.Dot Running em up Hit you wit sick styles Comin' for your daughters and sons with a crew of hits But I'm the father of your style wit a gun, get ammunition I can never be stopped, you can never take my spot But you can get shot, ask about me on the block It's the one real as Lhus, never faking to fuck It be like some killin ... in the face of a chump This is murder rap, the rebirth of raw music We connect in T.O with Reel Wolf and Tom Vujcic A nuisance - spark marijuana everyday It's Lord Lhus, South Carolina born and raised ... mutha fucka! (Sean Strange) I'm a New York giant, attackin your front line With a shotgun clappin have you gaggin on blood trife? My click will give the morgue another toe to tag Chop you up and stuff your head into the bowling bag Show the flag - prepare for Global Domination Control the population, never fold to confrontation I'm doper than a bundle if you dare to try Better know I got the shovel and a bag of lines My names Sean - the true product of the Creep Code No matter what my heart will forever be cold Through the jungle my people keep lurkin Cousin Pat to the death - the fuckin' Street Urchin We keep the heat burstin' (J Nyce) They gon' kill us, nah, we gon' kill them We're not guerillas, we just real men Real killers gripping heaters 'till your steel bends Real recognize real, but I don't hear them End of the world, end of the road, disappearing Hanging from the end of the rope, this is where it ends My friends were informants saying they were??? They got me in a sting like a nest full of hornets I'm not going to the bing, I'm going to war with The Canadian government, judges and lawyers I think God is sitting back, watching and enjoying this Destroy this - J Nyce hit the button, the missile deployed with (Sicknature) Sicknature part of the goons, Stompin' platoons Ya'll get entombed if ya'll interrupting We barge into this game with the marvelous move Your better off embarking for doom I fuck your image up like a tattoo artist on shrooms I ain't stoppin' for less - Think because I'm sick You'll be stuck in the bed with dickfaces Cuz I'm fucked in the head We could release this - the reaper deceases; Eager to eat this A beast that's quick at snatching your chain Leavin' you pieceless Sinister with prominent wishes - Stoppin your business Shit is in re like you got your eye popped with the spinach Got immaculate plans - Used to chill in Copenhagen Now I'm crashing through the gates of your city Like a battering Ram (Shallow Pockets) Total the damage, I've broken the planet, awoke in a panic So much for granted - you don't understand it ...chrome and the cannon... Brought a gun to the show - they should've pat me down Dead bodies on the floor - hope you happy now Now the cops on the phone tryin' to talk down Won't let the hostage go but I'll let off a round Take over the globe - take over your town Vancouver to Scotia - I hear you loud Cop dope when the price is down Look at your head it got a price on it now Livin' the life that you writing about Seek Pockets and the lights went out!

Sosa, baby Blood Gang, baby Sit Gang, baby Fifth Gang, baby Get It Gang, baby Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Do I want to freak you? Yes I got my heater, yes Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm getting commas, yes I'm riding foreigns, yes I can fuck your mama, yes It ain't nothing, mane Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Baby, do I love you? No, no, no, no, no But where you tryna go, go, go, go, go? Benihana's, Wokcano's, no, no, no, no Girl, we gon' take it slow, slow, slow, slow, slow Girl, my sex is like yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I swear it's the best, best, best, best, best Girl, it's gon' leave you stressed, stressed, stressed, stressed, stressed When I hop up out that wet, wet, wet, wet, wet You know how I'm rocking, tweet, beat, skeet then delete She french kiss the D like oui, oui, oui, oui and the oui At the restaurant, I eat, eat, eat, eat and I eat When we get home, she eat, eat, eat, eat Chinese Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Do I want it freaky? Yes I got my heater, yes Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm getting commas, yes I'm riding foreigns, yes I can fuck your mama, yes It ain't nothing, mane Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm driving fast, she like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Baby, I don't drive slow, ow, ow, ow, ow Don't care 'bout running from the po, wow, wow, po-po Is you gon' ride? Is you gon' roll, wow, wow, wow, wow? She like eating Wonton and she like to wine and dine Baby, I ain't got the time, tried to tell it, I went blind Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Do I want it freaky? Yes I got my heater, yes Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'm getting commas, yes I'm riding foreigns, yes I can fuck your mama, yes It ain't nothing, mane Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes

Aye man you know how I'm rocking, cutoff stockings All designer man getcho grind up you know I got a Breightling for the timer that ain't nun new But these motherfuckin Margiela shoes I bought Is for me cappin you know what I'm saying? I'm Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty Dragin', racing in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average I'm Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, I'm cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap This for Cap this for Blood, riding round with my thud G-L-O G-A-N-G we not with that giving up Don't expect me to give you hug Bullets coming fill you up Oreo Double Stuffed, Nigga get yo feelings hurt Boy I got that Pizza Hut, Giordanos which one you want? Get that Grezielda Blanco like "Aye lil Pablo where da fuck ya going? In the club froze I bought the bar I dont even want it I don't drink no alcohol I be drinking that lean I'm snoring I'm Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty Dragin', racing in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average I'm Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, I'm cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap Gambino grab my meatroll Aye Tadoe grab my K doe Aye Justo make sure Benji straight, folks think he in Barbados Niggas wanna try me let the K go Wtf Chief Sosa waiting for? Got pink birds looking like Flamingos She dust my shoes off like I'm Fabo Keep racks in my pockets everyday tho Inna Caps and I'm Cappin spending all the play-doh Trap house bumping like he dancing with Kemo Off the car lot I'm smashing I'm riding like an A-hole Remember on the block shooting up niggas Limo's Now my birthday is every damn day tho Wonder how I got the racks in my jeans? Cause I be working every damn day tho I'm Cappin shoes cost about 10 Hunnid dollar bills and I'm riding in that nasty Dragin, racing in traffic Bitches say they bad bitches, weak bitches average I'm Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, Cappin, I'm cappin, Blood Cap This for Blood and Cap, Blood and Cap, this for Blood and Cap

Shawty said she was a dreamer I turned they asses to a believer My other bitch like Justin Bieber I guess that bitch a belieber I still remember my hoes I bet they still remember micro I wave a bitch off micros You only woke up and like blow All these bitches chasing after D Tell these bitches, chase after cheese I forgot I'm the fucking cheese I ride alot around, spending Gs Who raised me, my momma granny No actor but I need a grammy Taxing niggas on Sammy Girl you know I'm Sosa Sammy I don't be off the molly, I just be off alot of weed Pull up, crash the party Shots at everybody Can't be chasing these hoes, gotta be chasing these rolls I was dreaming 'til I woke I ain't a dreamchaser, bitch I just glow Sosa you be flexing, I know Sosa you keep weapons, I know I ain't got a yacht, I got a boat And that bitch is as big as my home I was locked up, Divison 4 Repping my set the nigga's home I remember back in '94 wait I was born in '95 tho Remember trapping just to get a coat 'Member trapping just to get some clothes Now I buy anything I want, Anything I wanted and any more I ain't never been to Mexico but I'm smoking on Texico Remember pilling out in 4. 4s Now I get 94 for a show Jewelry and commas for a show I through it in the water and let it float It's icy like the fucking North Pole I don't need no stops in my wardrobe Lady I got the fucking pack and I got the fucking sack Its alot of snakes in the grass Watch out, they'll bite you in yo back