(feat. DSGB)
They got they hands clappin [14x]
[Verse 1: Lil' Pete]
The Last Supper, the last hustla's, the last bad muthaf**ers
We k**ing you s**as undercover
Brothers, and other n***as that's gone run up
Run in the chamber muthaf**ers getting burnt up
Cause you done f**ed up
You shouldn't of f**ed wit dis
Go out to k** yo kids, and now we splittin' wigs
It's DSGB, you know we psychopath
We k**ing everybody, a Georgia bloodbath
And if we f**ing come, go get the timebomb
I'm like a thunderstorm, I'm screaming "Red Rum"
Until you f**ing dead, because I'm pumping lead
Directly at yo head, n***a we gotta eat
Just make my meal complete, a leg or a feet
And I'm gone eat you up cause I don't give a f**
The Last Supper
[Hook: Pastor Troy]
The last n***as, the last supper
The last bad muthaf**ers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the last n***as to me
And he told me its DSGB
The last, the last n***as, the last supper
The last bad muthaf**ers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the last n***as to me
And he told me its DSGB
[Verse 2: Blackoutt]
This is the last f**ing supper not the daily bread
And so to any interruptions we choppin heads
We choppin' legs lettin 'em marinate
And I'ma hustla in this game I pull is penetrate
Eliminate, b**h n***as buy the 12 pack
I walk wit Outbacks and tilt my f**ing fitted hat
I asked God to reveal the real me
My vision was kind of blury but appeared an O.G., O.G.
And Lord have mercy on me on me
And Lord have mercy on DSGB
We riding on n***as until the day we f**ing die
And when we die, we still gone f**ing ride
So how bout piercing till these muthaf**ers bleed
I'm choppin' 'em down to they muthaf**ing knees
The Last Supper
[Hook: Pastor Troy]
The last n***as, the last supper
The last bad muthaf**ers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the last n***as to me
And he told me its DSGB
The last, the last n***as, the last supper
The last bad muthaf**ers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the last n***as to me
And he told me its DSGB
They got they hands clappin' [4x]
[Verse 3: Pinhead]
This is The Last Supper, break bread with real n***as
We choppin heads, ain't scared to k** n***as
For real n***a, slow it down and we'll be fine
You can have my blood, drank up cause it is wine
Your soul is mine, you pursuing my wicked thoughts
And the way you move and the slick sh** that you talk
DSGB, come in and have a seat
See all this food, sit down and let's eat
And you will see better days they shall come
And if they don't get yo gun and drop bombs
The Last Supper
[Hook: Pastor Troy]
The last n***as, the last supper
The last bad muthaf**ers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the last n***as to me
And he told me its DSGB
The last, the last n***as, the last supper
The last bad muthaf**ers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the last n***as to me
And he told me its DSGB
They got they hands clappin' (uh-huh) [4x]
[Verse 4: Pastor Troy]
My body the bread, my blood the wine
Pastor Troy and "My n***as is the grind"
Ain't got no time for no fake muthaf**ers
b**h say ya grace, this the last f**ing supper
We hustla's n***a, I'm the muthaf**ing boss
Fresh out the womb till they nail me to the cross
Done took a lost, so you know my mindframe
"What the f** that muthaf**er name?"
On everythang I ever loved reppin thugs
DSGB you may drink of the blood
Now haters, just admit my perfection
And keep yo Smith & Wesson
It is my resurrection