Yo, yo, I seen you in your video throwing your hood up So now I know where you stay, I'm blowing your hood up Recovering alcoholic that's living on the edge Got me head from a bitch thicker than potato wedges Getting that [?], we ain't a group we a gang Letting my nuts hang, dick bigger than Lil Zane Look directly into my eyes, I'm shootin guys So when i buy my guns I tell em to Supersize it Calling me Kuniva for nothin, i ain't frontin Ima hold on to my balls, fuck y'all, I ain't puntin I ain't stuntin, I'm just kickin to real niggas, for real Niggas kill, you just got real after you signed your deal And fuck if you going to church, I'll shoot up in the Pulpit Right when you reading the Book of Psalms on some rude shit Take my communion, walk away on some smooth shit I'm in too deep, like L.L. with a pool stick [Hook: Proof] If you want it, come get it Bring the drama to me You motherfuckers don't really want no problem with me If you want beef then I'm coming with a lot of more heat Kuniva up in this bitch and this is how it gon be
If you want it, come get it Bring the drama to me You motherfuckers don't really want no problem with me If you want beef then I'm coming with a lot of more heat D12 up in this bitch and this is how it gon be
[Verse 2]
(Where ya momma at?) I cuss hoes out like a drunk sailor And cock the hammer back like Tim the Toolman Taylor Ya best be on your best behavior 'for I slayer Watch the video of your with your Lord savior [?] They get alarmed when they see the gun and Dirty Dozen cross my arm And it ain't a secret, get scared and be nervous Casue Ima be in jail in a cell with C-Murder Shady is the general, I soldier for him I showed it to him, he saved my life i owe it to him So compare us to anybody, I'll serve em on a platter Your words don't even matter, you all will be leaving battered I'm a hazard, fuck what [?] I shoot through niggas a supermarkets while they ringing up your Fruit Loops You rap challengers get pushed off banisters I'm unavoidable like anvils dropping on toon chracters
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[Verse 3]
I make beef, stir fry and cook it Niggas coming at me sideways they walk away all crooked I don't need a lot of earrings and diamonds Just a crackhead to cut your brakeline and fuck up the steering alignment A derelict, my demons and spirits they haunt me I'm a menace to society, you snitching like Chauncy I disrepct many with techs, i ain't friendly I put it to Em's neck like \"cut da check, Jimmy\" Guns, I pull quick with a full clip I jack whether you riding on spinners or sitting on bullshit I'm losing it, and taking a charge for doing it When I put the mask on you slow down like a lunatic See you don't know me, don't run up on me, my heat is lonely See its only for them big niggas that try to hold me I'm taking all of your bread cause your full of bologna You bitches is phony, you all can open up and blow me