Horseshoe Gang - Half A Meal lyrics

[Sway Interview] Sway: Did you just hear Funk Volume? They just said they'll battle anybody, any label for half a million Mike Trampe: We gon' bring Horseshoe Gang and Crook up there man, let's see what's up Jarren Benton: Horseshoe's dope, Horseshoe's hella dope Hopsin: Anybody in any human existence can stand in front of us and we will demolish them You done f**ed up, y'all know that God damn I'm glad y'all set it off [Intro: Demetrius] What? Y'all can't f** with C.O.B Y'all can't f** with Slaughterhouse You can't f** with the Horseshoe Gang, n***a Y'all wanna battle for half a mil? We starving, we'll battle you for half a meal [Hook x2: Demetrius] (Kenny) God damn, god damn I'm glad y'all set it off Funk Volume is better off dead and gone I'ma laugh when your head is off Funk Volume is hella soft, hella soft (Wait, n***a just wait, n***a just wait) You wanna battle for half a mill? (Wait, n***a just wait, my n***as ain't ate) We'll battle you for half a meal [Verse 1] (Kenny) It's all on site soon as they put this song on sites Put your tombstones on sites (Dice) n***a hold on tight to your life cause you don't want dice to hit you, get stole on twice (Julius) Get stole on thrice, this a lyrical soul on ice Slice you with a Eldridge cleaver, there's no more nice guy (Demetrius) Call this Christian rock cause we gon' stone Christ Wait a minute, who the f** got a n***a like me started We make the streets dark, we retarded And we starving and these artists are starting to look like a f**ing feast, f** a peace offering Unless I offer you the peace, I caught him in his sleep See y'all in some deep sh** like sodomy, y'all don't wanna see this side of me We turnt up but y'all volume is weak We can battle off the top of the head or I can just start chopping your head As your freestyle leaks out coming out the top of your head I'ma dig off in your pocket for bread It's no defense for the sick sinister piliger from here to any peninsula I'ma finna penciling your doom, enter the room like n***as shouldn't have mentioned us Then I'ma switch it up, it's Mr. k**er calligrapher [Verse 2: Kenny) n***a what? They know that we don't give a f** In a second we'll make the second coming of "Hit 'Em Up" Then light 'em up like a room when the switch is up Listen up, where my Swisher at? I feel better once I lit it up Is these n***as joking? maybe I should be smoking what these n***as smoking I breathe in the moment then make sure you n***as can't breathe in a moment You won't be able to stop it n***a, I promise you will die You may want to watch it like your job is to supervise Tryna spar with my silly a** similes and syllables are certainly similar to suicide We the n***as you should put in your top ten If you want to battle instead, let's get it poppin' We'll k** anybody that hip-hop sends We'll murder anybody, it don't matter who hops in [Verse 3: Dice] I'm the Rakim & Biggie type Not impressed with the type of sh** dizzy write I'm the type to be all up in a n***a's grandma's basement I'ma finna f** Jarren Benton's wife Hold up, you couldn't f** with a picture of me Your girl f**s with a picture of me in her head While you in the bed listening to me You a dead n***a the minute you mentioning me Crazy n***a, baby Hitler Sk**s feel like a Mercedes hit you You been smashing them black Eminem's rappers but we the real shady n***as f** soft rappers, I said it already Reminds me of the sh** I said about Fetty Your home is where I'm finna be headed n***a I'm finna behead a n***a, I got a machete in my Chevy [Verse 4: Julius) My murder melodies steadily, leaving each and every one of you pathetic competitors redder than spaghetti This long beach, I'm a cold beast You motherf**ers end up in the belly of a Yeti This ain't no Drake or no Meek type of sh** This is some "Takover," "Ether" type sh** Now make no mistake, we been patiently waiting to beef with a clique Now these gay n***as making statements on Sway, yeah he gave them the bait This ain't beef, this is fish let the eating commence I rep three letters, C.O.B. sh** n***a these letters mean cease and desist [Hook: Demetrius] (Kenny) God damn, god damn I'm glad y'all set it off Funk Volume is better off dead and gone I'ma laugh when your head is off Funk Volume is hella soft, hella soft (Wait, n***a just wait, n***a just wait) You wanna battle for just half a mill? (Wait, n***a just wait, my n***as ain't ate) We'll battle you for half a meal [Outro: Demetrius) Couldn't f** with some n***as like us if you wanted to What you wanna do? n***a any one of you n***as you could get it, just admit it, you should come anew What you wanna do? any one of you n***as [Sway] You motherf**ing wack a** rappers (talk your sh** Sway) I hate you I hate you for thinking you could rap You're polluting the game (dirty drawers) Fix your mouth (rotten mouth) Fix your lyrics by getting rid of them (hahaha) Wack rappers, your time is coming to an end (yeah) Horseshoe Gang, Horseshoe Gang, Horseshoe Gang Hyenas!