[Verse 1: Hurricane]
Hope you got a plan in order when I'm coming for ya
I ain't talking bout survival, I'm talking bout a future for your son and daughters
Cause they only know you through your memories, cause you get found as a causality you playing while you peddle these
Fucking with me and get you hauled off
Save yourself before you're victim of the barrel of the Sawed-Off
I come with violence that'll blind you at the very instant
No Miley Cyrus put a Wrecking Ball in your vision
I give the Angel of Death, then I put my hands on your neck
And squeeze until you lose breath, the apostle of oppression is here to write you the check
I am macho with aggression, that's why I'm making a bet
You never live, this is homicide
I won't get charged with an attempted murder
I'll make sure that when they find you, you'll look like burger-
Mince meat, in the grave that's six feet
You get packaged and plastered, get wrapped in ten sheets, I'm the creeper
[Hook: Bonez]
You would never take us out in lately
See em try to hate me now, find safety
You have better save yourself
Cause we coming for you if you fucking everything up right now
Unstoppable, with the soldier mind, let's lock'n'load
It's time to ride or die right now
When? Right now
When? Right now
Wait, you are fucking everything up right now
[Verse 2: Bonez]
I ain't gotta rap to ya, this ain't no TV
You know better, stuck it like the [?]
This is real life, I'll get you murdered quick
You shut the fuck up, less you finna suck this chopper's dick
Brand new level but I'm right on time
Fully automatic above that line
Ain't nobody really wanna fuck with mine
Gotta go and get it, can't waste no time
Better get your guns up, gonna get you fucked up
Fucking with the Murder Musick people gonna get ya
Hurting and murdered, I don't think that they want that, oh lord
Shotgun, never to stop us, locked-on
Glock, this finna be glocked-up
Pop pop, and rock on
And you should save yourself, ain't got your fucking wealth
Cause I don't give a fuck about it, meet you all in Hell
Choppa Clique the family, Murder Musick is of rise to what
They really didn't want ya, stop
Put down all the [???]
We murder the music, I come for redemption, we coming to hurt em up
Money is made by the word of mine
Shit just overtime, like, right now
Right now, lining up the sights now
Hit em in the middle but their forehead, bitch, it's like 'brra'
Brain matter scatterer
What the fuck you scared of, bruh?
Mad-Hatter tatted up
Click, clack, batter up
[Hook: Bonez]
You would never take us out in lately
See em try to hate me now, find safety
You have better save yourself
Cause we coming for you if you fucking everything up right now
Unstoppable, with the soldier mind, let's lock'n'load
It's time to ride or die right now
When? Right now
When? Right now
Wait, you are fucking everything up right now
[Verse 3: Bonez]
I'm sick of the bullshit, bring it on if you want it
They brought the 'Cane and dropped a bomb in the moment
There's no way that you're defeated so coming up even close:
I swear to God you'll be deleted for fucking with 'Cane and Bonez, come on now
This rap shit is ours to take, but it ain't even bout the music or the songs we make
Don't wanna be wrong today, will get you gone today
In before you fucking know it, it'd be bombs away