08. Let It Bang (Ft. The Downriver Rat)

[The Downriver Rat]:

We packin' them clips & Glocks for tricks

Who runnin' that lip? We'll pop that bitch

South side of the "D" rollin' with them hollow tips

Swig a shot of E & J right before I hit a lick

Blunts lit, windows rolled up as we stroll up

Creepin' up with a tech on my lap ready to jump up

When you see me, better hustle for cover

I'm out to plug you & plug with 1 clip then another

You see these triggers we squeezin' for unpredictable reasons

I'll have you laying in alley ways for the shit you were speakin'

With this around my face, ready to run up in this place

With enough hot lead for all to get a taste

See, I'm a menace of a generation underrated

Clipped up we know that heat was anticipated

(Chorus)

[The Downriver Rat]:

I'm here to let it bang with a clap of my heata

I'm here to let it rain when I spray the millameta

& when I do my thing, I bring it hot like a feva

& if you in my way my trigger finger's gon' see ya

[VECT]:

Sat back in the darkness torching my fingertips with a lighter

So, I wouldn't have fingerprints when I catch that piece of shit

Trench on my body, walking like the grim reaper

Hands clenching on my heater for violence I'm so eager

& if I see ya no fucking way I'd wanna be ya

A villain in the witching hour on the edge of madness

I'll leave you like your god on the ground completely abandoned

No last words because your mouth I will bash in

I seen the crimson moon in the darkened clouds

Right then I knew I had to kill them all somehow

My mind is cynical & I don't see it as a burden

Why is killing in the name of passion called a murder?

I thought I heard your mouth with your click of folks mocking me

I need no better reason to punish people shit-talking me

It oughta be known to leave me the fuck alone

You stomp on my warning; I'm inflicting you with holes

(Chorus)

[The Downriver Rat]:

I'm poppin' off on bitch-ass rookies try to post up

Blaze ya like a sack of that kush, you're gettin' smoked up

The teflon be my problem-solver

I'll make swiss cheese out your body armor

It's your worst nightmare live in the flesh

With that 4-5th I grip to put a hole in your chest

That, River Rat shit, that straight up mob shit

That evil rap spit, wake up with your neck slit

La Cosa Nostra, like the 5 families

We can't be hushed up, so don't try banning me

The most hated, the most underrated

The most devastatin' when I'm coming to take it all

The top spot, I'm taking your whole flock

I'm taking over your block & I'm working the spot til I die

I won't lie, I know I'm cocky as fuck

That pistol grip, I empty a clip & ya smoking a blunt