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...