Текст (слова) песни: Grand Daddy I.U. f Big Snow, Kid Capri, - Blast a New Asshole

 
[ Verse 1: Grand Daddy I.U. ] 
Yo, I`m terrorizin the slums 
Beatin niggaz like drums for large sums 
As five-o comes, I fill they ass full of dum-dums 
So play the rear or get blown back 
The U`s a stone mack, I`m burnin your chest like cognac 
I feel no remorse, the boss is blood-thirsty 
Laughin while you punk niggaz beggin for mercy 
Don`t even waste your breath, just face your death 
I kill off crews with no clues or traces left 
All you find left behind is a death sign 
And 12 dead niggaz hit up from the Tec-9 
My brain is diseased with tendencies of homicide 
Last punk who tried to bring the drama, his mama died 
I got a plan to kill the motherfucking pope 
And send his body parts back to God in an envelope 
Niggaz say when you sin you got to pay 
But I don`t give a fuck, cause I`m goin to hell anyway 
Wet shit like Machine Gun Kelly 
I blow a nigga guts straight out his motherfucking belly 
As I carry the hit out, watch the Tec spit out 
2 in your fucking chest, blowin your whole shit out 
The one in your head tearin your brain out the case 
At point blank range rippin the veins out your face 
I laugh and leave your ass layin dead 
With big-ass chunks of meat hangin out your motherfucking head 
Punk 
 
[ CHORUS ] 
There`s no time to waste 
Gotta go, get the cash flow 
Bitch niggaz fuck around 
Make me blast a new asshole 
 
[ Verse 2: Big Snow ] 
Yo, take all caution, cause Big Snow`s known for extortion 
I take what I want, and what I want is large portions 
So cough up your money and your jewels 
Your shirt and your shoes, punk motherfucker, you know the rules 
I take mine at just one glance at the waistline 
Niggaz be wishin they heard my name through the grapevine 
Face to face, hesitation is unknown 
Once spotted, you`re lookin down the barrel of my chrome 
(Yo Snow, leave that alone) Nigga please 
Cause if a nigga sneeze I`m blowin his ass into smithereens 
No time for talk or walkin around 
Lay that ass on the ground 
Cause that`s the way it`s goin down 
Cause in this day and age a nigga gotta pay his dues 
God bless the fools if a nigga refuse 
Cause I chose either life or death 
And even Jesus Christ paid the price cause ain`t no disciples left 
No exception, protection`s the way 
No discrimination, cause even mama duke got to pay 
I`m playin you for keeps, so we will live in a torture 
Will cost ya, from Big Snow, the Steady Flow enforcer 
 
[ CHORUS ] 
 
[ Verse 3: Kid Capri ] 
Ease off, you bitch niggaz, please get off my back 
It`s the number one Kid, Tape Master mack 
And bitch niggaz that step up, they gettin wet up 
Head up, I`m fed up with the fake nigga set-up 
It`s easy to die, fuck around and you will 
Quicker that you ever thought you would, for real 
I come thick like a shake, bitch, don`t forget 
Step to niggaz real quick, cause I ain`t scared of shit 
So test this, I leave your fucking face a mess, it`s 
( ? ) and I tickle her breastes 
A five day blow-out all up her ass 
She`ll be missin for a while cause that ass wouldn`t last 
To beat her punk man up, so bad he couldn`t stand up 
I woulda did it sooner, but he ran when I ran up 
I`m stompin through the `90s with my 94 Timbs 
Rollin in a Benz with the chrome-dipped rims 
And niggaz wanna talk shit, fuck the whole congregation 
I`m number one, so there`s no need for aggravation 
Let it be known, Kid Capri is on 
Tell a friend on your motherfucking telephone 
 
[ CHORUS ] 
 
[ Verse 4: Taheim ] 
I put rappers into trauma from my microphone drama 
I`m new on the block, but got the skill of an oldtimer 
My posse deep, niggaz sleep and catch mad rounds 
Homicide call my crew the Black Bloodhounds 
The wick-wack step back or catch a mack slap 
Tryin my hands, pussy cat get your skull cracked 
I never fronted, never stunted, never will, paw 
I rip rhymes so fucking bad they made a mic law 
But what the fuck, I`m still buckin diesel like a truck 
I`m slidin skins across my sheets just like a hockey puck 
So wanna-be-me`s try to see me, but I`m too outrageous 
On the d-l, shit I do be makin frontpages 
The black sheep, I`m in deep like it`s a life thing 
Cause since I was born, goddammit, I was ghetto-trained 
Matter of fact, check this track and tell me what you found 
Big Taheim is beatin pussy motherfuckers down
 

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