Horseshoe Gang - 4 Headed Monster lyrics

[Intro: Kenny Siegel] Yeaah, SHOE GANG ni**aS! We gon get right into it Afraid yet muf**as? [Verse 1: Kenny Siegel] You're dealing with a four headed monster SH did it, now its HS' time to These pork grinders, cold rhymers Old rhymers, forget em like old timers, don't need em as co-signers We quite vicious Im slight wicked When I'm rippin I eat more p**y than dike b**hes The sickest wit with the fact some blind as if they sights missing So my rhymes help em see the light like night vision I write from day to night, I even write while I pipe b**hes That's why I'm harder to serve than a life sentence I'm impossible to stop, like time's tickin My words go over heads as if they were sky written Cerebrate create than salivate The silliest syllables every phrase I spill is great When I say Ima propella fella with a CHOPPAS I don't mean HELICOPTAS, I mean HELLA SHOTS, I make ‘em elevate I'm strapped to my seat when I'm snatchin a whip If you don't know what I mean my belt be fastened ain't it I'm on a mash for papes if I need cash I may just Jack ur bracelet, snatch ur chain so quick, you'll get decapitated A basket case, ahh-choo at people, I'll cough at me Then cough at Kenny then hahh-choo in Siegel Get under they skin like a tattoo and needle Act stupid, that dude'll be the black fluid in you [Verse 2: Julius Luciano] I ain't with the leanin and rockin That ain't even seen as a option, n***a as a teen I had a thing For bling I would scheme for cream, I would dream of green Now I got bustin out the seams of my pocket No lie n***a I got a 4-5 I step in, trippin on purpose this is not a faux-pas I'm so fly the skies honor me, the clouds show homage If not the king of fly, then I'm a grind nominee Guys who study astrology, cosmology can not possibly Ponder how high my rhymes rock in me My eyes ain't on the sparrow, the sparrow got its eyes locked on me I conquer like Im Constantine Design prophecies like I am Nostradamus who combine Socrates And Pac's qualities arrive at me Ion property, scat a new philosophy I'm the sh**, I challenge you to not agree When I spit, don't gotta use saliva see My pistol will hawk and spew shots at you I drop you dudes, the gat I use can spot ya geeks Now peep my attitude and posture see Ima beast, I gotta crew of monsters C- O-B, just call us Chewpacabra Yep, I'm too focused man, would you please rock with us if you overstand [Verse 3: Demetrius Capone] When I face off, picture a thug missin his mug Any particular stick in the mud can get hit when the slugs whistle Give a n***a a millisecond to, rip you, quicker than wet tissue My intellect is the rhyme internet, I threaten you and pregnant b**h That mean Ima triple threat, if you Disrespect, I'll hit a deaf cripple Godzilla in the flesh, I intercept missiles The minute my Virginia Tech rip, it finna stretch kids BLAOW! I ain't finished yet witchu Ya flirt with d**h, then in the next minute d**h kiss you Kiss of d**h, you n***as fresh fish food See this dude getting better with time One year ahead of my time, like whatever I drive I give you the news first, Im ahead of the LA Times Like Im running from the LA Time Uh-huh, at times Ima act kinda clean Brap-brap behind the scene, the mini-map clap, gimme the strap I pack time machine Guns, they flatline your team like hands at nine-fifteen Stickin with the timing theme I draw near like a deadline, you won't have time to scream Listen to that rhyming scheme You can snort it, I give crack line to fiends [Verse 4: Dice Dinero] C-O-B easy, buddy relax n***a don't make me bloody my axe Or revving my chainsaw, n***a Im King Kong This ain't North Korea, but I'm Iller than Kim Jong My dick is like mad dong, forever put in work But I'm stickin dick up in b**hes, that's how I do my dirt Yo I go berserk with the Glock nine n***a I pop nine, n***as set to drop of hat or should say a dime? You just a waste of time 4 shots'll put ur face in ur lap and make it look like they both combined Make it look like you about to blow ur mind I'm just a sick individual sometimes And I belong in the loonie bin With the sh** I come up with, me and Hannibal should be friends Listen I'm rugged and I'm thuggin immensely Act up and bustin til what I'm clutchin is empty Gun off, safety, so be careful when rubbin against me I'm in, love with the paper, that's the color of envy While you lames stay yappin Y'all becoming a pain in my neck like my chain, cuz my chain way ma**ive My change stay stacking, you lames can't match it I keep green on me like every Day is Saint Patrick's Yeah, I'm straight dame magnet I stay clean, like I'm in them AA cla**es