[Chris Ward]
I'm in the place to be
Got all these major labels, chasing me

All these rappers out here, in a foot race with me
But I'm so far gone, it's like I'm out of space you see
I get love from kids, like they favorite video game

Be in your face like the top ten's, number one video mayn
You could tell by the slang, that I spit when I sang
It's nerve damaging, so don't let it get in your brain

My bullets'll tear through what you wear, if I spit at your frame
Have you walking $#&@ed up, have you talking $#&@ed up
Have you looking $#&@ed up, cause I hit %#@! when I aim

I unload it and reload it, then I did it again
Your girl's on my dick, but I'm really trying to get rid of your dame
I get rid of hoes, the same way I get rid of cocaine

I put 'em on a plane, put 'em in the street
Put 'em out in the rain, put 'em out in the heat
Why these !@$)gots out here rapping, for a piece and chain

I'm grinding with mine, rapping for a piece of change
And I don't let these ^!$$%z feature me, on they monkey songs
Unless it's three feet or more, then I'm Donkey Kong

Jump all around on they tracks, like Donkey Kong
Beat 'em down and take they bananas, like Donkey Kong
Then I'm stomping on, to the next level

Cardier yellowstone gold, with the reversible bezel
%#@!'s so frosty, you'd think it's filled with blue pebbles
Game so cold, I can catch the Duke's Blue Devils

Now peep it, I spit top notch flows
While you kids playing around, with those hop-scotch flows
Playa, I got drop top flows

Which means you might see me spitting, 'em out a drop top Rolls
Plus I got hoes that'll rob you, and let the Semi spray
Cause I got mo' hoes than a game, than the WNBA


[Hook x2]
Now who they want (Boss Hogg Outlawz)

Who, (Boss Hogg Outlawz)
Now who they want (Boss Hogg Outlawz)
We running this rap %#@!, cause we too gangsta for y'all


[PJ]
It's PJ, I dribble crossover and then shoot

Make a ^!$$% rewrite his %#@!, when I step out the booth
I'm the truth, my %#@! give boys amnesia
Have 'em foaming out they mouth, like they having a seizure

I'll bleed ya, I ain't cutting boys no slack
If I @@#! my gat back, then some blood gon splat
I'm like that, (*##$ I've been thugging since 8th grade

Slanging and getting paid, $#&@ing up ^!$$%z fades
Working just like a slave, ain't no time for sleep
My mind is too deep, that's why I stay on my creep

Tote heat and bust, when I feel violated
$#&@ a deal, I'ma mob underground till I make it
Boys be faking, but I'ma keep this %#@! true

Coming through without a clue, everything candy blue
I thought you knew, PJ bout it bout it
Stacking bank earning rank, sipping on my Hypnotic


[Hook x2]


[Kyleon]
^!$$%z know, my click stay with the 'Matics
We cause so much drama, they calling us the Dramatics

I'm the underground dope boy, serving the adicts
One glimpse at the badge, and (*##$ you'll be a ashmatic
I'm a flow Picasso, painting ^!$$%z pictures

With a uz' or a ruz', painting ^!$$%z fixtures
That's what happens when a (*##$ ^!$$%, get up in my mixture
I'll do 'em like that show hoe, Killa will dismiss ya

You $#&@ with Killa, the aftermath will be devastating
I know you don't want your spirit, in the sky levitating
I'm on top of my game mayn, plus my %#@!'s elevating

While you ^!$$%z sleeping, like a mother$#&@er meditating
I'm the truth ^!$$%, listen to me demonstrating
Game's over bro, you just been eliminated

You can't clone Kyleon
My style's one of a kind my ^!$$%, it can't be imitated

[Hook x2]