(Treach)

Fuck the toughest I'm danger-ous its rowdy

motherfuckers are up and outty the roughest sucker plucker since they found me

Openin' up a can of clash clicks six-packs of ass whips, pints

and fifths of asses, burnt to ashes

You've been spined, twisted, blistered and spun up in and lifted

shit boy ya free paper bum it's called I got connections, like Poonanny to erections

I saw selected sets son for my selection stretchin' sections etchin' and sketchin'

to revive, reset and then set inspections

for the wet ones to the next ones, yes one, step son and get one

Comin' from behind is the line yours for a nine war

Walk nigga mind yours, of crime wars will find yours

The hot one will spot one, shock one and stop one

Crews will conquer as tough as Tonka now I got one



(Chorus)

I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh

I got connections; I get that ass stuck like glue

I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh

I got connections; I get that ass stuck like glue --