Horseshoe Gang - Small-Pacs lyrics

[Demetrius Capone] Aww sh**, when it gets dark then a n***a start schitzin' [Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] Off, then a n***a sawed-off grippin' [Julius Luciano] We all start trippin', survival's impossible man We ain't clowns but understand my posse's insane [Kenny] Keep actin' all hot-headed, you finna get shot in the brain [Julius Luciano] I be that lunatic comin' to k** anybody who's lame; I don't mean ill deformed No way to escape the buildin', I sealed the doors I'm he who walks behind the rows of children in the fields of corn; n***a's limbs get torn to shreds Picture a n***a dressed to k**, my form's adorned for war, I carry a shield and sword My father was Julius, died in the uterus, but I wasn't stillborn; I still was born [Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] The man of steel was born with a motherf**in' cape on I change forms in the booth with the mic not the motherf**in' payphone Then I'm finna break domes, even if you Jon Jones, I'm finna break bones I come alone when the gunman is reckoned, who really wanna be summoned to heaven I don't need none of my bredrens to set trip or none of my weapons It's one against one like the number eleven [Demetrius Capone] Like a Republican, I'm stickin' to my guns, I come in your wedding Put one in your husband and one in the reverend I give a f** if the woman is pregnant, I put that gun to that bun in the oven And this a double 187, I'm givin' birth to murder This a motherf**in' stick up, I stick you up like Yeshua I mean on a cross then I'm off to go pick another bish up Like Soulja Boy in Juice, I need to pick another Bishop [Kenny] Then I'm tryin' to hit her like a strip club, not with clubs, with my dick's glove I'mma tap it like a phone that's been bugged; Hit it from the back and beat it better than subs I been livin' in the shadowy depths, smokin' on canabis chokin' like a hater when I'm grabbin' this neck Mechanical animal demandin' respect, like actresses I put that on the set [Julius Luciano] Hannibal Lecter is comin' to snack on your flesh I put your address in Mapquest, I'm plannin' your d**h I'm in the stolen Mazerati, dynamite around my body, Kamikaze so its obvious I'm plannin' to wreck Yeah I'm finna be the winner, there will never be a tie With you and I, forget about U-N-I-T-Y I'm all about drama, put it on my momma I'm the Unibomber so why would I unify, you can die Who am I? [Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] I be that n***a with suspicious behavior Squeezin' on my trigger til I empty my chamber When I say me and my compadres movin' in on your block, I don't mean we finna be neighbors Got a Mac, you don't f** around with that sh** Flip a dude in the air, do a dozen back flips Me not grippin' a ringer is like a hand missin' its fingers; you can't count on that sh** [Kenny] Swisher Sweet and sour D; mix sweet with the sour like a motherf**in' Sour Patch Kid Might clap at a n***a like I'm proud of that kid I'mma flow with the river that I'mma drown his a** in Tell him life is a b**h so is d**h and you finna meet her Let your fam greet her, introduce us to your senorita My nine millimeter has the ability to knock you back a couple of centimeters, you feel the heater [Demetrius Capone] Fear the Reaper, give a n***a the middle finger Then I guillotine ya, hot headed, I feel a fever I'm goin' down swingin', that mean I'm finna eat it up and then I beat it up when I s**ually k** a diva If looks could k**, then my vision is weaponized Recognize, I said "weapon eyes" If looks could k**, I see dead people Put you in a watery grave, I sea dead people [Horseshoe G.A.N.G] Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can hang with us [Kenny] Shoe gang crew and we ain't changin' up I'm a dang shoe so dames lace me up Don't wanna tangle? You rather fight AIDS than us Paint pictures, make dudes hang it up cause we blaze it up As if it's angel dust, n***as afraid of us You small as grains of dust, don't wanna bang with us [Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] I aim and bust, I'm an AK blazer, when I shave your face it ain't straight razors I'm a virus in a minute you finna be dyin', n***a f** 28 Days Later Run to the police but they can't save ya I'm tellin' you right now, this place ain't safe You in danger of being in a grave you in grave danger These n***as better say their prayers [Julius Luciano] Bang bang bang, the semi finna hit em [Demetrius Capone] f** all the enemy, n***a we gotta get em [Julius Luciano] Any one of my n***as tell me to get em, I'mma get em I be wreckin' sh** like some kind of cataclysm Your heart skips a beat like somebody that ain't got no rhythm I'mma villain that ain't got no feelings My blade slit the wrist of St. Nickolaus, now a n***a gotta cancel Christmas [Demetrius Capone] Made n***as mixed with grave diggers, Mobb Deep, now we gotta handle business Hand on my dick cause I handle my business And I'm dickin' b**hes with the right amount of riches [Julius Luciano] What do you get when you mix Biggie Smalls with Pac? [Demetrius Capone] You get Small-Pacs, we ill [Kenny] Somebody need to call the doctor, bring pills [Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] Somebody need to call the cops cause we k**