Keno - Posse Up lyrics

(Chuuwee) What you may see before your eyes is a thing called emcees that rhyme b**h a** n***as is blind, to the real, and here's where you'll find (Keno) You dudes froze up, heard the cannon blow up Sniper with his sights in a scope, perfect for close ups But when I'm close up, nicer with a knife Slice him down to size, murder beats turning beef into cold cuts Go head, it's your guts. Turn into a hostage Talk slick I'll point a hollow tip to where your thoughts is This is putting ammunition on an animal Split your cantaloupe, envision a dinner with Hannibal Thor sh** let the hammer go. Invading your base to spit in the face of your admiral You dudes sick? I spew sh** called the antidote Overrated twits I'll take a piss in your talent pool watch this Kick the door in, run inside your home with Underworld superiors clearing you out your own sh** Start diminishing all the competition and hit em with the vision that you should be watching the throne with (HAZ SOLO) Blood on my left shoe Left him with his chin in his hand Wheels spin on the van, peelin got him spillin his lip Flipped his new era, f** with the crew cheddar Get shredded pumpin premium shells in your tank no unleaded Bet it n***a, you better than my bread drain then lose it all A crew of sharks swarm on you if you move at all Talkin cheap stack on his head if he choose to stall Let off a round big enough to f**in move em all Chillin like a buddha lightin buddah Writin like my prime is right now but im the future Heavy on the beats but my rhymes are tryna shoot ya While you high like supra's im disguised as a user Try sh** make ya mom vomit on her lawn, while she in her long johns Ill be searchin through your closet Shotgun past on my arm out the socket End zone touchdown, TUS, got this (Chuuwee) f** it im full of hormones Poppin at a drunk b**h chuggin a four loko Skin color coco Cabana my banana clip will lay ya like banana hammock Dammit I hand co*k it back and rock ya mans planet Bandanna bandit Sneakin over while her mans absent A damn savage you damn right I let him have it Havocing prodigy We mobbing deep Cause a scene Law enforcing callin me, cuz I got a squad with me The diabolical im aiming at your folicals Ill flow a pot of gold b**h the white just like an audible Hail mary, hell ya them scary n***as run away And coward when we scouring the building yelling da da doe Look like they gotta go, before I let my rolly smoke I bust a wally runnin down the block Because the trolly broke The lally smoke Chiefing on a pound of la di da di n***a click clack shotty blast Who shot the party folk