Beat Produced By: DJ HOPPA(Funk Volume) Written, Recorded & Mastered By: J-$k**z "Murda" For Funk Volume's "Don't f** Up Our Beats 6(DFUOB6)" (Laughing) Verse: Funk Volume! I Could Never f** Up Your Beat Hop In And Sin Like Every Motherf**er On This Planet Say 7 Hail Marys Hope The Lord Forgive Me Livin' The Best I Can- Survivin' In Any Climate From The Murder Capitol- Flint Michigan Say My Name 3 Times Like The Candy Man $k**z k** You In The Bad Lands I'm A Bad Man With A Master Plan And A k**ers State Of Mind Murder Mitten On My Right Hand I Plead The 5th! With A Machete And O.J.'s Other Mit Chasin' b**hes With Switches Itchin' To Leave You f**in' s*uts Wide Open Bleeding All Over The Place- Chalk Outlined With No Suspects The Only Clue They Gots From A DJ Named HOPPA Screamin' His Signatures Signs A "Money Sign $"- Just Like They Say "Money k**z" As I Circle Round- And Shoot The Son Of A Snitch Hired To Pry In My Business Supply The Dope Beats Then Hollerin' Wolf To The Sheep When These f*ggots Sleep On My sh** They Have Nightmares Of Satan f**in' That Ass As He Blares My sh** Screamin' f** You f*ggots Devilish Lines With Devilish Minds Your Soul Is Mine Motherf**er- Get Over Here
Remember You Signed The Dotted Line You Can Never Leave Trapped In The Matrix Feelin' Like The f**in' Ground Hog Day Turn On The Radio Keep Hearing The Same Ol' sh** Murder This, k** That, k** Her, f** Him, f** Her, f** Him Damn J- You Should Prolly Chill Smoke A Blunt And Get Drunk f** Some Strange WHY? So I Can End Up Like You Guys? Why Lie And Sugar Coat The sh** Yeah I Smoke, Yeah I Drink But I Don't Jump Behind The Wheel Like A f**in' Idiot Who Don't Give A sh** The Problem Is I Care- And I Know Some Of You Really Just Don't Give A f** I Spit That "Ether" You Motherf**ers Just Don't Care Or Give A f** Ether Way So I Flip The Coin Like Two-Face Harvey Dent Luck- I Make My Own! Call A Motherf**in' Model b**h And Eat Her Out Lure Her Between My Sheets And Freak Her Out Like A Vampire I Smell Blood- Red Bull I Got Wings From The FLI To FV The Only f**s I Give Are To Pussies For Free Cruisin' Down The Block In A Motherf**in' 68' Bird Bumpin' Swizzz Lookin' For Some Fish That Me And Hop Can Get In- And Sin With In Motherf**in' Jarren Basement And Were Havin' Smoked Out Conversations With Dizzy- Dizzy- Dizzy Wright About Whats Right Or Wrong As I'm Recording This Turn Up! HAHA 2014