Mayhem: It's Caliente, guess who's F'in' up the game Now we coming to America, steppin' off the plane Usually what we on, luggage by Louis Vuitton I blow spots like a nuclear bomb, BOOM And bring speeds that will cause ya harm Cruise control, we get our auto on Doin' 200 on the Autobahn Ya boys test us, please, that thought's reckless I'm in the zone, king of the throne, you Court Chesters Flatter me, don't throw blows at your majesty The snubnose will pump holes like a cavity When May and Mega see you, go get your people We'll have rapper's hoods lookin' like its medieval May will starve to get it Like big flames, flip caine, move half on credit I get brain from thick dames way you past pathetic The 6 Range switch lanes, I'm way past you fellas Or in that gray six that look like a spaceship The one, Matrix, fix the grill like a facelift I'll get you bastards shot Invest in bonds, you niggaz is laughin' stocks, haha Mega: You can find me where the goons are I'm the renegade that bubble like lemonade and none of my goons spar What you gonna do huh, you already heard me Now we coming to America like Eddie Murphy From London to the ghettos of New York Two women in front, dropping rose pedals as we walk I got a cocky flow, men wanna copy, no We Hakeem and Semi, you can ask Jaffe Joe Take over the world like Pinky and The Brain While I skeet over your girl, the pinky gimme brain See my Range like a tank is out Chain like an anchor now Fuck ya lames, Blood, ain't nuttin' change but my bank account And I got songs, so its not long Log on S-A-S Diplomats dot com Six free, that's me, yeah I'm that raw You small like a rat for, what you brothers rap for Oh you wanna act raw, till I spark shotties Have him laying in a morgue, now he hardbody 'Fore he was live, now he a dead guy Mega's down to earth but still I'll let the lead fly And if I ain't packin' the lead I got suttin' that ain't from ATL but it's hard with a jagged edge I'm reppin' well, Mega will never fail Yeah I'm married to this game, hear the wedding bells Mayhem: La-la-la-ha-ha-haaaa Ha-haaaa La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
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