U.G.P (Underground Professionalz) - National Emergency lyrics

"Fire one, back the f** up. n***a smack that mothaf**a. Get your mind right mothaf**a. Can't believe this sh**. Who the f** told you to talk man? I'll smack you out of your dumba**." Chorus - Diabolic: National emergency, get your riot gear f** the cops, f** the world, we gettin' high in here Get the party poppin', when it dies I appear To bring this sh** back to life, yo the time is near [2X] [Verse 1 - Diabolic:] I've been skitzin' lately, driven crazy, a bit insane By shady politicians kissin' babies like Lil' Wayne sh**'ll change all the pixles in your picture frame Twist your brain, and leave visions of Jesus with a pistol aimed We all kind of live the same read and god scroll We both feed on steamin' hot coals leavin' pot holes And God knows, I'll reap what I sow, the truth is unfair The dude who moved in upstairs, is sayin' "who the f** cares" f** yeah, I drink to hide the pain, to think on higher planes Teary eyed, the sky just rains fire, what a cryin' shame Got the game in iron chains, I will not acquire fame I will die in vain, like anybody's k**ed the vibal strain I won't change, I'll do something drastic with a gun and blast it At every frontin' f*ggot, New York rapper with a southern accent This drunken ba*tard got suicidal tendencies Survivin' mentally like I knew I'd die eventually [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Nickles:] I'm 'bout to start a revolution, I'm introducing the kids of nussaince f** the law, I'll raise a fire, tear the Constitution And smash confusin' when I step inside the booth abusin' I'll leave you oozin', it's proven doggie, my screws are loosin' They want to lock me and drop me inside a institution You couldn't stop me, I'm Rocky, homie there's no solution There's no excuse, there ain't a thing about my life amusing I'm not a human, I'm a super guy, an evil mutant I got the power to steal on top of the tallest towers Black skies made it rain, it's f**in' fire showers Now I'm back with the mac strapped in the Cadillac Hear that click-clack, that's the beam aimed at your cateract f**in' maniac, a little off in the brainiac My life's f**ed up, got me pill poppin' a Zaniac So f** the world 'cause we all gonna die in here Let's get it poppin', everybody get your riot gear [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Pot Bull:] It's a national emergency, I know who you are I'm talkin' surgery, to remove your f**in' memory card You mentally scarred, I'm livin' like it's meant to be hard I wake up early in the morning feelin' Federally charged I'm heavilly armed, 'cause I don't really trust these bad souls You a**holes, should've looked past the cash flow My sample, but naturally you shook and trample My ammo's tucked in these crooks and castles We spill it out into the street, body your face kid The real sh**, you can't even try to fake it You naked, strip you like a b**h, it's payment The livest mothaf**as underneath this pavement We back again, hackin' up these tracks like F Crew I'll hex you, step aside or Nickles will bless you It's Pot Bull, and I don't give a f** about your lifestyle Lights out, everybody wild the f** out [Chorus]