[Hook: Billy Danze]
(Firing Squad) Ain't no telling what they might do
(Firing Squad) Yo, them niggas will invite you
(Firing Squad) To the battlefields, so they can wipe you
(Firing Squad) That's them niggas that don't like you
(Firing Squad) Ain't no telling what they might do
(Firing Squad) Yo, them niggas will invite you
(Firing Squad) To the battlefields, so they can wipe you
(Firing Squad) That's them niggas that don't like you
[Verse 1: Billy Danze]
Everybody hit the floor
(Aw shit, not again) Don't flinch
All F.A.G. emcees play the bench
You drop jewels, we just cruised on your maggot ass
Now make a move and we'll squeeze tools at your faggot ass
Now, guess who's back in the place (Kid, I missed M.O.P!)
Hey, I'm sorry you had to wait, G
In '93, you barely heard us in the crowd
So we eject from Select, and now our shit is bumpin' Loud
Firing Squad, back on the case
To school ya, turnin' more boys to men than the great Luke Duke, bruh
BOOYAH! Do ya plan to stand and prove?
Remember I got love for only a handful
That's (Danze) architectin' the game plan
To bust down your levels, I've already smacked the shit out your main man
I don't think you want no static, see
Automatically, automatic G's, bump somethin'
[Hook: Billy Danze]
(Firing Squad) Ain't no telling what they might do
(Firing Squad) Yo, them niggas will invite you
(Firing Squad) To the battlefields, so they can wipe you
(Firing Squad) That's them niggas that don't like you
[Verse 2: Teflon]
Count your blessings, this meltin' Smith & Wesson's in a hurry
The more grounds I cover, the more brothers to worry
Everlasting, got a certified passion for blasting
As(k)' 'em, I never show guns, but I'm still an assassin
Yes, some say my rap's about to crack the afterbirth
Up out the verse, send the whole entire Earth into a blackout
Here's the facts about my M.O.P. click
We get down, roll in deep waters, we drown niggas and leave 'em seasick
Yo, let it be known, we own the Marks
Up on the Hill, we own the thrones, we own the parks
For real, we own the loan sharks
Niggas practice what they preach and back with what they reach wit'
The ill part is on the mic I be kickin' the freak shit
Said it, violators get beheaded, rumors we dead it
Amazing how we plays – close the show, and roll the credits
It's over, straight from Saratoga, said these niggas better recognize
We exercise, our lyric, something deadly
[Hook: Billy Danze]
(Firing Squad) Ain't no telling what they might do
(Firing Squad) Yo, them niggas will invite you
(Firing Squad) To the battlefields, so they can wipe you
(Firing Squad) That's them niggas that don't like you
(Firing Squad) Ain't no telling what they might do
(Firing Squad) Yo, them niggas will invite you
(Firing Squad) To the battlefields, so they can wipe you
(Firing Squad) That's them niggas that don't like you
[Verse 3: Lil Fame]
(Take it to the streets) Watch niggas collapse
Perhaps, we could bust raps or bust caps
(THIS IS) Ghetto Hell we in
And if it's beef – you tell me and these vill-i-ans
Will go to war like Israelians
Once I catch ya, I'm guranteed to get ya
Duke, I bet ya, you leave this piece on a stretcher
Ain't nothing to kid about
I put one in your wig and bounce
Leave the rest for the autopsy to figure out
Now, who's that nigga that's tryin' to take my spot?
New jacks in rap must pay dues before they rock
Yo, I run shit like Mr. Harper, because I'm proper
And I rip raps like crackheads strip copper
Partner, it's bugged, fake thugs don't get no love
You could easily get got by hot sinking slugs
Nigga, what? I'll take your pride and slide
And turn a rap cipher, into a motherfucking homicide
[Hook: Billy Danze]
(Firing Squad) Ain't no telling what they might do
(Firing Squad) Yo, them niggas will invite you
(Firing Squad) To the battlefields, so they can wipe you
(Firing Squad) That's them niggas that don't like you
(Firing Squad) Ain't no telling what they might do
(Firing Squad) Yo, them niggas will invite you
(Firing Squad) To the battlefields, so they can wipe you
(Firing Squad) That's them niggas that don't like you