Yeah, temperature's rise. It's getting hot. The Sicknature Remix. Wat Paz? Drag 'em to hell.
See I always have respect cause I always talk facts
The.38 and the 50 caliber hot, black
I always left with nothing but I always brought back
I always been a hustler, I pollied go off that
Y'all don't wanna go to work with the boy
There's only two words that describe me: search and destroy
I don't think you wanna get murked by the boy
My sh** is military, y'alls is like a nursery toy
It's hurting you boys
My team ain't even hungry, we famished
I murder everybody, f** collateral damage
I'm animal savage with Hannibal's habits
I'll mangle your cabbage
I walked into the parish and I strangled the f*ggots
I hang with the baddest brothers, put their trust into Jesus
Run with brothers who's forty guzzlers, Islamic extremists
Ugly and ignorant is how they perceive us
I don't care, I'm trying to deal with my personal demons
It's happening, yes it's f**ing happening
I'm grabbing y'all by the throat and draggin' y'all to hell
It's happening, yes it's f**ing happening
I'm grabbing y'all by the throat and takin' y'all to hell
It's time to go to hell...