Terrors of Da' South - Scoop Midas 24 KG, Deezel, Towns Boi Hot, Sago & Bo-Deal Da God

[Verse One] I been a menace to society Since when? Since menace to society Still refused to become a legitimate citizen quietly Felt like my label hidin' me But here I am anyway I might be back to slangin' grams any day And if this record flop Well I'll be--back Wit' a bomb of hard Wit' C-Rod and the squad This whole industry's a façade Man this ain't real life Half these rappers don't know what sacrifice feel like Man these niggaz is all hype Not even rappin' on real mics They just get high and say whatever the fuck they feel like They make me feel like bustin' these niggaz one at a time And I'm still outbustin' these niggaz Hoe pick a rhyme [Chorus] Ay, what these other niggaz talkin' I don't believe that shit I'm the king 'cause I said it And I mean that shit Ay, what's so special 'bout him Ay, he ain't all that shit I set the city in fire Have you seen that shit? Ay, what these other niggaz talkin' I don't believe that shit I'm the king 'cause I said it And I mean that shit Ay, what's the big deal about him? He ain't even that shit I set the city on fire Have you seen that shit? [Verse Two] It's only five rappers outta Atlanta who bustin' And I'm one of 'em The other four, you know who you are But if you gotta think twice Well shawty you ain't nice Regardless of your publishing deal You can't write I'm the best thing left blowin' breath on the mic The king of the south Nothin' else worth a fight You wanna bet? Well put yo' budget up Match the price Me and you like putting matches to ice You won't make it Before I had a deal I was still butt naked God signed this, like keeping' the Lord's promise The truth nigga Like Beenie's first LP You can do a song with N'Sync And couldn't outsell me I'm a legend in my own time A prophet in my own rhymes A king wit' a concubine [Chorus] Niggaz like you, a dime a dozen They come and go So why I'm runnin' now And I ain't never run before Grab choppers, cock 'em and blow Stoppin' the show Bet or owe 'em, droppin' the hoes You just keep watchin' the door Pop 'em, watch 'em drop to the floor Fluff his pockets and go Put a quarter block on his nose And a glock in his clothes He can keep his watches and gold For his momma to hold She'll be there buyin' the hoes Before the drama unfolds They know shawty outta control Got me hot as a stove Puttin' holes in yo' Girbaud Wettin' up yo' polos 44's and Callico's A black and a chrome Lettin' loose and splackin' your dome Hoppin' back in the Brougham Known for kickin' in yo' door Wavin' gats in yo' home Clearin' it out I'm sorry I ain't hearin' you out You hearin' about The squad pumpin' Fe in your heart Because you know sacrifice Was near and dear to your heart [Chorus] [Talking] Ay, my niggaz Y'all already know what it is T-I-P, Grand Hustle, Pimp Squad For life nigga Sanchez on the beat, dig this man I'ma keep it always pimpin' I'm stayin' down Y'all niggaz gone send yo' demos in Get cha little motherfuckin' deal Go sell records Nigga I got houses, I got blow, I got dro Nigga I got hoes, nigga I got property nigga What you wanna do nigga? Fuck y'all niggaz Come see about me if you don't like it King of da God damn south Rubberband man in this bitch Uh, oh, oh

Burn it down and forget what I would try to hide so incessantly But I just can't find release For all the pain in my heart and all the ache it causes me While I bleed out for the people who've forgotten me It's time to say what rests on my mind Ever since I fell to pieces, I've never felt so alive Now I find you there staring at the edge of the sun You try to get to safety, but you're losing light This is a force I know I can't fight 'Cause even getting knocked out couldn't make me sleep tonight I hope you scream when you hear my name There's no place on this earth that you can escape I hope you're lost and you never find peace This is the weight of the world and I won't, I'll never let this crash on me Eternal suffering awaits You're just another soul to steal Just because I cannot breathe Doesn't mean I can't feel Now I find you there staring at the edge of the sun You try to get to safety, but you're losing light So you try not to make a sound, no one's saving you now We'll burn it to the ground We'll fucking burn it down Don't leave a trace of evil left in this house Burn it down, burn it down, fucking burn it down Don't leave a trace of evil left in this house Burn It's the only way, burn it down and hope for peace If I ignite it, maybe death will finally save me The pain of being all alone of lessons never learned And of the constant burning pain of always chasing things I don't deserve Don't go looking when you know what's there I promise there's no way to prepare But still I wait to fix this other part of me And there's no way that I can breathe without release Please, let me sleep I'm still haunted in my dreams (I was never ashamed) And everything I've ever come to love has left me (You always tried to keep me locked away) 'Cause not a thing in this world is what it seems (I was never ashamed) I wanna know why you don't want me I beg you to find me I'm haunted by the screaming in the night A fear that drives me to resent my name I put these walls to shame I toss and turn but there's no peace of mind There's no diffusing this eternal hate We'll burn it down in flames Ignite! We'll fucking burn it down Don't leave a trace of evil left in this house Burn it down, burn it down, fucking burn it down Don't leave a trace of evil left in this house

Good Morning Good Morning Wake up It's time to get up Wake up Good morning to you Now that you're waking up, Have a big smile on your face Keep on smiling Today is going to be the best day of your life

I got the key to the success Stressed for the fact cuz you know im up next (You know I'm up next) I kill my time in the snow You wear all that ice but cant handle the cold I'm just a boy from the city of bridges Lately it seems like we all got our wishes You make me laugh man you got me in stitches You should take care were surrounded by snitches I'm 21 I'm a visionary Make these jokers go pull up a dictionary I'mma go and write up your obituary Say your prayers just like a missionary Like woo Cold Cold city imma hot boy You ain't really gonna take another shot boy This is just exactly what i thought boi Stirrin stirrin imma cook it up like its bok choy (Run it back) (Run it back) (Stirrin stirrin imma cook it up like its bok choy) (Ice on my wrist) (Ice on my wrist) (Ice on my wrist) (Ice on my wrist) (I got ice on my wrist) (I got ice on my wrist) (Ayo chill lets go) Kachow Shout-out Lightning McQueen Who knew that i could create this Man this beat kinda apeshit I added myself to a playlist And Damn that felt amazing I feel like i'm on the A-list In reality I'm kinda nameless You looking at me like i'm famous I hope that look is contagious Critics will say that I'm aimless Stick to a style that's basic I'd rather make something outrageous I know that will take me places Get a lil touch of greatness Heard my tracks out in Vegas Get to see a million faces Then I'll go on hiatus sign A record deal cuz I'm shameless Make some hooks that are brainless fans Say that this will entertain us Then I'll be celebrated Get a bunch of fucking payments Plate my whip in that stainless Dell out on a daily basis Make sure that everybody hates it