[Tah Murda]

Yo, throw your motherfuckin middlefingers in the air, nigga

Cause if y'all don't give a fuck, like we don't give a fuck

Throw your motherfuckin fingers in the air

Motherfucker, the war is on, we're gonna pour it on

Niggas to be feminine

Guns rapidly scenative

For the love of the Benjamins

Keep em' leeking and bleeding

To dogs with his brawds trembling

I'm sending him, till the LORD calls my adrenalin

You slow mo, niggas getting slow dough

Fuck your po-po, I let the flow blow

Keep em' running like Flo-Joe, I flow so

Sick its Murder!

Clip Inserter!

Drop Pop and rip your word up

We lust for more, cant touch crush the rope

Hit a clubs rush the door, niggas fuck the noise

That's why we've been blazed to you froze it up,

Had your name to the crease so you closed it up

I'm one in a mil, niggas that be gunning for real

Leaving you nothing to steal, so no pain to feel

So fuck the world! Now eat a dick

When you see the sink, skin no more than my thugs than your guns let off



[Black Child]

I earn connections, everytime I burn my weapon

Ya'll niggas gonna learn your lesson

Fuck the feds, nigga we spit hollow heads

Our motto is shed blood for dead thug

That shed blood in hell, when my slugs set bail

Pray for death from your cell, I won't bet we got to jail

From pretty niggas, with half a nickel flow

Them bitch niggas, that keep their dimes on the low

Ya'll niggas is lame, commercial niggas get out the game

We here now, shits gonna change

We spit them things, from point blank range at you

Then ask what the fuck you goin' do, test the mic on your gun

Lose your life and your ones, I don't give a fuck where you from

Niggas run when