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horseshoe g.a.n.g - menace lyrics

[julius]
yo, this the type of sh-t that you ain’t up on
this the type of sh-t that we grew up on
type of sh-t that k!llers play in they whip, so loud
when sh-t’s about to go down, so lames get the f-ck on
animal’s on the loose, you shoulda left us in the cage
the shoes dope as f-ck and i rep us my in j’s
i’m steppin’ in this place, heckler to the k in my possession
you can head for the exit, i’m excellent with aim
but i don’t need a weapon on my waist
i’mma wear a catcher’s mitt around my head and sh-t to represent i’m catchin’ n-gga’s fades
vampire but present in the day
i got a sword on my hip, i’m so wesley with the blade
i’m hesitant to raise h-ll for the h-ll of it
write agressive sh-t, my pen have to wrestle with the page
explosive when i’m steppin’ on the stage
the same thing happens that happens when pins ejected from grenades
lames gettin’ rich is a crime and crime definitely pays
if sk!ll paid bills your sh-t would never get paid
i don’t act all rich, bury my money in the backyard, b-tch
i give these presidents a grave
on the streets we roll mayne, trynna get the lettuce
better get the change or i’ll behead whoever’s in the way
a hustler, never been afraid
about bizz 24/7, my week got 7 business days
and uh, n-gga i don’t give a f-ck and i never did
i live by these words, rhetoric next to residents
your b-tch finna get headb-tted, [all i ever lend?]
but i use my f’in d-ck, give her head a f’in d-ck
so it’s evident that a fella hit h-lla sick
y’all auction off lies but i never bid
we the type you don’t bet against
if you bet against us, you better get some sense and bet again

[demetrius]
i’m o-dog and menace from quahog to venice
i hoped y’all would diss us then i hoped god forgive us
since i broke all the laws given in the ten commandments
when i go off on n-ggas, spittin’ so raw and vicious
the minute you diss us it’s finna snowball on n-ggas
cuz i’m finna give my bros all a rollcall on n-ggas
crooked and the shoe gang is voltron on n-ggas
we can eclipse the sun, i guess that don’t dawn on n-ggas
i’m a west coast crimin-iminiz-al
like bruh-man from the fifth flo’ i’m in your window
now here’s an innuendo
i put a mistletoe over my d-ck when i was with your b-tch
i hope she get that hint though
i’m bumpin’ crooked i, glidin’, slidin’
through the west side and packin’ that heat ridin’
step into my mind, let me take you on a trip
i’m nothin’ but a hollow tip comin’ up out the clip
when i break records you can’t set the record straight
i break records like djs, you gon’ catch it late
i’ll text a hater “smh”
that mean i just skeeted now i’m shakin’ my d-ckhead on your ex’s face
this game is backwards, that’s why i keep the chrome lit
if sk!lls paid bills, me and my n-ggas would be jigga and lil boosie would be homeless
you fans on the wrong d-ck and makin’ rappers famous that don’t even write they own sh-t
f-ckin’ with k!llers, you and your n-ggas’ll be dead
the tip of this bullet is my point, get it through your head
i’m a n-gga spittin’ lead, i’m a gun myself
n-gga, i’m just doin’ me and i’ve outdone myself

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