Where you at motherfucker? Heard you been talking shit

But everytime I come around it's like you seem to forget

Shut your mouth you little hoe before I scalp your lips

In other words you'll be a dead little punk ass bitch

I won't forget you everytime I'm pissing over your grave

Or when I'm slanging peyote in hoods that you once claimed

Learn about the tribe you're dissing cause we all ain't the same

Tomahawk steady swinging as I'm dancing for rain

So come and play with me at least until the sky turns grey

Shooting off my arrows like AK's

Amazing situations, four colors of man

Represent the wicked nation

Underground street level, running it's course

Keeping you shady bitches scared to come up off your porch

So come and hang with me, unless you blaming me

Because the native hydro keeps changing me



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Come and play with me, even if it means your death

Come and play with me (you hated me), my tomahawk swings right to left

You bitches wait and see, I'll be a juggalo to my very last breath

And you hate to see, these hatchet men up on our chest

Come and play with me



Warriors, come out and play

Roaches are straight I'm ABK

I'd rather be dead than fade away

All my life I been a scrub I wouldn't change a day

What I'm saying, quit playing, I'ma tell you how it's laying

See me in the streets Psychopathic chain just swaying

Anybody Killa so it ain't do delaying

Dead bodies 6 feet in the ground decaying

When I come out with the serial numbers on my gun out

The tribal war paint on my face will make you run out

Bust shots in the sky and shoot the sun out

And keep busting the clip until every last one out

Erasing all