Trials - f** 'Em Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Vents] Ay, word ... Plagiarists get done, rhyme, dangerous drum Dropped a lot of bombs but saving this one for now Powder rap, pounding smack in your eardrum The most villainous, fear none Keep the town on lock, stop the madness Splattering funk on the canvas Ban this before your child cop this Causing unrest in the populous Doctor is in so pop the disc in Peep while the motherf**ing rock persisting The Lord and master, all should answer But harbour a fear for the father of disaster Even your best architect can't protect When my mechanism react to a threat, what? Get the picture, it's the Mister Big, the boss man put your town on the Richter [Hook:] fu*k 'EM UP! If he dealing with a snake fu*k 'EM UP! If they dogging on their mates fu*k 'EM UP! If he talk to police Wait, say what's up, then break 'em up fu*k 'EM UP! If he dealing with a snake fu*k 'EM UP! If they dogging on their mates fu*k 'EM UP! If he talk to police Wait, say what's up, then break 'em up [Verse 2:Sesta] If your man skip my sh**, tell him he a hater Fella need to make a meaner face before you see me phased And in fact I'm brazen, f** I like Jager Once I meet the pavement, I'ma need that for the icebreaker (how you doing?) It's like I made arrangements with the maker to reign greater So hate it or not, face it I got ya - Face dropped, dreams shattered and popped Your hype man pat your back like "You gave it a shot" Yeah, CW's trouble to punk f**s who wanted to act tough Like my city even wanted you Running mouths, I keep f**ing mouths Still I'm hunted down for being the best c*nt around Drunk now off the Johnny, the blue and the black And that two hundred proof, so I wanna f** now Lady better take a bath before and after 'Oars Depart with force that cause harm for her [Hook:] fu*k 'EM UP! If he dealing with a snake fu*k 'EM UP! If they dogging on their mates fu*k 'EM UP! If he talk to police Wait, say what's up, then break 'em up fu*k 'EM UP! If he dealing with a snake fu*k 'EM UP! If they dogging on their mates fu*k 'EM UP! If he talk to police Wait, say what's up, then break 'em up [Verse 3: Vents] Next up to wreck, Vents One, the sect, the cult The salt in your wound, the bruise in the a**ault The bolt that keep fam together And the letter V symbolise man that slam whatever Got a plan to get a chick with rhetoric Have her and her friend in a Jenna flick And I pick correct technique Wreck the bed sheet then pop her next week Poppa Red Meat the butcher, puta Piece of sh** rapper punked and then put the - fu*k down, drown in piss Sharing your fits not sicker than this The list of the top - Vents, 'Oars, Hoods then stop The rest of them can get co*k You know the game, David Blaine with your crop I never drop names to a cop [Hook:] fu*k 'EM UP! If he dealing with a snake fu*k 'EM UP! If they dogging on their mates fu*k 'EM UP! If he talk to police Wait, say what's up, then break 'em up fu*k 'EM UP! If he dealing with a snake fu*k 'EM UP! If they dogging on their mates fu*k 'EM UP! If he talk to police Wait, say what's up, then break 'em up [Outro: Samples] Step up if you wanna get hurt (fu*k 'EM UP) You'll go home in a body bag