[Tech N9ne] Yo, yo! I'm a Regime original My flow's aqua She give me yo' snaps She give you more claps than an opera Street Sinatra, here to tease the shoppa Yuk and Tech nigga Godzilla and Mopra Try and stop the Regime killaz will cost ya Pop the glock to get the message across ya You niggaz deserve an oscar, playin' doctor I'ma silence you niggaz as if I was actors and flossa For 2Pac ya drought nigga who shot ya Saw this beam light, scream like Chewbacca We got twats on lock the tiny tots My mom say stop or I'm gonna tell poppa I rabaqua Ish Hop Ya mock my Shit is gonna be a slip knot enoughs a enough We reign the clocks got ya Tech is coming way clean If you ain't Regime Then fuck ya!
[Poppa L.Q.] We the real street criminals Regime generals Mash for the most And we sell it for the minimum We Regime alliants With appetites of giants Hungry as some lions We the kings of the jungle Y'all don't wanna step inside the ring in this rumble Empires will crumble Platinum rappers are humbles Pissin' on you peasants Whenever we make our presence Original and authentic Far from a gimmick Suckers try and mimic But they just can't get it No, they don't have their mind on it I don't hear no soul in it They don't have they heart in it We gone put a hole in it To go hardcore All we do is go hard Cuts them chicken's off But we let 'em go hard Regardless who you are We will break you off a bar Load off the hollows Discharge 'em in your car It's Regime nigga And it gets no bigger!
[Gonzoe] The life of a gangsta Ice and big bangers The skyline changes Cat, we live dangerous Fuck who you came wit' This where the game twist Seperate the Regime nigga from the nameless Hit 'em with the stainless Show 'em what pain is Speak that language Work them angles Y'all get mangled We street niggaz And once we spit we sayin' you (Come on!) Real shit I split ya frame du' Have ya name all mixed up with bad news What you tryna prove I blow you out ya shoes Y'must got my team confused We make the rules Break yo' face then bust the .2 What you accustomed to Nigga this what a hustler do When Gonzoe and my niggaz lace ya crew Regime!
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[Monsta Ganjah] Regime the regiment Worldwide confederates Suspects and federates Villains, killers and terrorists Radicals individuals Money making material Underrated and hated But over time we made it And dedicated to get it To never sleep I hate it Forget about the bullshit These niggaz rather debate it On these streets is how I get it A fetish for living Hellish It's talented how sell it Then cock it back and pull it I'm serious when I do it No it ain't nothing to it Snatch ya chains Splatter brains Acting like they knew it Regime the new team Kill for the cash green Split spleens to crush dreams Empty out magazines Holla back to swallow stacks Treat 'em like dope fiends Anything you need I got I'll be your first thing A hustler My nature, never to fall Regime 'til I die, throw slugs in ya jaw
[Dorasel] Niggaz know me sell I don't give a fuck I keep it tucked It's the dirty sizzle Regime missle That's what's up Niggaz talk a lot of ruckus We fuckers Don't wanna buck us I keep my niggaz dirty like truckers Nigga you heard me Been in the game pretendin for better Nigga whatever You fucking with a war nigga Yo fuck rappin, I'll kill ya Dorasel'll