[Verse]

I can't talk much what the Agar's did

We're the reason that their mate turned shit

Can't say that, catch my gist?

That's the reason we're harassed by pigs

Fuck your star sign, "k", deepthroat, dick her

Call her Cronus cos she ate my kids

She rate my gangsters, said "they're my pricks"

I give her thug love then hug, no kiss

Don't diss, don't give the mandem lip or you get put down like the mandem vis

Man open heads, I don't eat brains

I fed my zombie and bro fed his

Had a dream like MLK that feds let a young nigga beef

She bad, she can't be bae 'cah bands make her dance like Juicy J

She made for the streets

I'm back in the ride with the eagle eye

Told H "spin back, just spot me a neek"

Pop out like Polo G

Hit man's heads, John F Kennedy

Real motherfucker like Eazy E

I'm in the white house, ain't in D.C

I don't need scales to bag this b

Just give me a table, cling, and sheets

Anything goes for Active Gang

Our guns get banged like hoes get beat

Just throw up an A if you fuck with me

Fuck with any of my brothers, I'll make you bleed

War is war and if you ain't right then less is more

So hold your breath when you bang that fours and swing that high if you swing your sword

Open heads and penetrate thoughts

What did you think, that you won't get caught?

How many 18 plates got bought?

A opp got bored and a car got torched

Bro just copped a fantastic fours

Thing on his lap when we go on tour

Leave man stretched like Professor Reed's

Then man disappear like Susan Storm

Man spent too much time in the bando

Man ain't ever seen a uni' dorm

Feds don't like us, wanna indite us

Fuck all the boys in uniform

Man chinged that once then chinged that twice and on the third one I bent my knife

I do it for AK and S45, 'til all of them die, this beef won't die

And none of them six boys touched my guys

Put your GG in a blunt and ride

I can't tell you why 7 ate 9, for half of a 10 you can eat this bine

[Outro]

We don't fuck with pigs and vermin

Round here, 999 is a no no no but we don't speak German

But when we skurring, that's how I prefer it

Told my Mali "let's go gliding"

He said "sobah let's go lurking"

Bro just kicked down door for the chickens

He ain't Jamaican, he loves jerking