Multiville Horror - Welcome To Da Family lyrics

[Chorus] I got the nastiest soul! [Verse 1: Omar Brown] OT, the one and only, Rock up the alimony b**h please, I can't reheat it with timid squeeze With ease, alot of weed in One Deep Catch me in the street, Just holla' "South Side!" I'll holla' back and put more holes in a n***a than vault crack Cuz my rhymes are harder than a Hard Pack So b**h please, OT, the One and Only Rock up the alimony, you don't f**ing know me Turn your a** into bologna, and eat your raw I'm back with the Iron Claw, slash your a** cuz I'm raw Go to work on your a** with a saw Now I'm back, word, I slap your Hearse, rehearse Then spit a verse, murder your a** then go to Church So, b**h please... [Chorus] (x2) To the extreme, I'm rockin' the mic Rock a mic, Rock a mic, Rock a vic, Rock a vic We're East-Side, but you rockin' it Your brain in lame, I got the nastiest soul! [Verse 2: BarzILLA] Rhymes schemes will settle it. Yeah right? I've got the burner in hand like graphite Your b**hes downfall? Loss of appetite She nasty, you love hermaphrodites Ha, that sh** sick, son I keep it fresh like a wick, son You a snitch son, just a b**h son I stand around while you hit-and-run I stick to the gun, you done dead On a roll, let the flow, it runs red I stomp heads, you're just above me? My boys keep it hot like cups of coffee Yeah, But this sh** is whack I don't give a f**, you is a** So you want to hear the 'Nas Honor Role? No Cla**, I'm on a roll! [Chorus] (x2) To the extreme, I'm rockin' the mic Rock a mic, Rock a mic, Rock a vic, Rock a vic We're East-Side, but you rockin' it Your brain in lame, I got the nastiest soul! [Verse 3: LOGiKK] They saying that LOGiKK is insane Well, don't mention my name or that hatchet remains to take your name And your chain, the top henchman has came to conquer the game Got a mug like I was fishing, don't believe in superstition Every move I make? Efficient. Man, you don't know what you stepping to Cemetery, selling too, adjust your aim at me I got an extra spot dude, for whoever be helping me I'm telling you, you don't know who you're stepping to But I'm k**ing the b**h depending you Put your top on that platter like I'm serving for a guest or two I'm dishing "Extra Cool." On that menu, flee the venue, Superhero Villain Trying to make a k**ing, I'm nice with the aim, so I heard that you're dealing And I got favorite feelings, so you dying if you're spilling And I ain't gonna' be at home invasion, but I'm stealing And I'm running through the ceiling, I'm high [Chorus] (x2) To the extreme, I'm rockin' the mic Rock a mic, Rock a mic, Rock a vic, Rock a vic We're East-Side, but you rockin' it Your brain in lame, I got the nastiest soul!