DYSTOPIA - Intellectual

[Intro]

Hell has arisen

Killa blow dope, with its spoke, six-six to the fullest

Clicked up with the other side, Lil Grip, we seizin' all that bullshit

Get your profits, niggas knockin', 'cause we each from different sets

I'm a G, he a V, but we still show much respect

For each other, undercover, motherfuckers talkin' shit

Dre he knew, drew tracks so crucial, got KillaMac and Lil Grip rich

The only thing Criminal claims, is Mr. Manne, so haters wanna run their trap

Mac Grip let that TEC rip, and put that clip up in they back

I heard some niggas say they got some anna' with us, G

So grab your mask and Glock, let's make these niggas body bleed

We scopin' these nigga that's fletchin' their teeth and leavin' no witness for snitchin'

Call down some folks who will talk, for a little nothin'

And I'm the kind that I shall hunt down, take their fuckin' soul

You got niggas that talk all that shit around niggas they know, so they wanna be bold

I'm feelin' crazed, it's time to grab the Mossberg

I'm on that funk, so you bet' not say a fuckin' word

I'm that Mac, Killa, KillaMac that's representing North Memphis

Keep about your hog killin', on ten toes we gon' go like most

Platinum [?] don't shatter us, don't trash us, we blow

Ho, you know it's thick

Who the crunkest in this bitch? Who the crunkest in this bitch?

Witness this poetry of this P-I-M-P

P-L-A-Y-A, I also be with yams M-A-C

Come with me, cloud nine, my destination where I go

Chiefin' out, 'cause my body's specialized in holding smoke

Eyes open for you haters with this nine and steel

Niggas crossin' niggas for these bitches, man, y'all need to chill

And feel the words from a goddamn real one

My mind is filled with strength, therefore I need a goddamn shotgun

My folks and me we disagree, because we cannot see

Eye to eye from mentally about that lead, I let it be

Constantly chokin' skunk, gettin' crunk, eyes red, tongue black

Stepback for the jack