MFC Lawz
Heltah Skeltah feat. Young Noble, Napoleon, Storm & Doc Holiday
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Hahaha, yeah, Heltah Skeltah, Outlawz, what?
M.F.C., '09, what, yeah
Yo, I spit the vocab, while most fags go grab
Notepads and brag about they bitch coach bag
I'm layin' in the cut ready to blast and twist
Any nigga who be thinkin' I'm a pacifist
Yo, ask ya dis, know you couldn't last in this
When yo' ass felt the force of the magnum, bitch
Yo, drag these shit, head nigga out the car
Smack 'em up with the heater, give his face a scar
Hate when y'all niggas try to disrespect
Techniques next week, I'ma disconnect
Ya fuckin' head off ya shoulder, when the dread comin' over
Boom Bap, big bullet mac, shit from his holster
Smack you with accurate lyrics, blow ya transistor
On ya radio, they don't know shit about the infliction
Know y'all niggas slept on, me so I crept on
The Ave, did the math, left more buried than Stephon
Yes y'all, we the best in this hemisphere
And if it's any nigga that disagree, then send 'em here
Many years, I've been puttin' motherfuckin' plenty fear
In the heart of these bitch ass niggas with my semi tear
We, we be the B-double-O-T-C-A (Outlawz)
Who we be? We be the O-U-T-L-A-W (M.F.C. Outlawz, yeah)
Livin' this hell like the skelter, who can I trust?
(Movin' most of us, wasn't the vibe we got among us)
I'm sick of niggas livin' legal, so we got some Outlawz
(Switchin' South Pole) Mad niggas gon' get punched in the mouth hole
(I got y'all, got the skills and tactics 'cause ya average)
Straight up faggots, my mac spit'll make a nigga backwards
(Attack shit like some full-blooded pits for sick)
With Timbs aimed at ya ribs to have ya gassed, make 'em wimp
(Main man with a vengeance, I make you late for attendance)
Not so stupid niggas couldn't complete full sentences
(We live this, every single day, full speed, full breed, Thug Seed)
Fuck with this, you bleed
(Ain't no escapin', bet that, boy, I'm Alcatraz)
(Out for cash) (What?) We riders out to blast
(Original gun clap niggas, fuck these rap niggas)
And these rats out for cheese, we tryin' to mouse trap niggas
When the heat is on, gather all my soldiers to perform
If you ain't down for the cause, you can (Keep the fuck on)
You see, the moral of the song is get paid and move on
If you ain't down for the cause, you can (Keep the fuck on)
Crooked cops and politicians tryin' to lead the people on
Y'all ain't down for the cause, you can (Keep the fuck on)
Every day I wake, thank the Lord I made it to the morn'
If it's on, let's get it on and you can (Keep the fuck on)
5:49 In the A.M., situation mayhem
Took his last step, crooked game, watch his life end
Buried him, in the game, no rules, no pause
Heltah Skeltah made the call to them Thug Nation Outlawz
Final call, if you ain't real, you fall
Hit 'em up, one by one, crew by crew, fuck 'em all
Phase a few, we stay tall, steady eyes, perfect shots
You got a nine inch, bitch? I got a nine hollow Glock
Touch your spot, on some payback shit, for Yaki Pac
You made enemies for life, and I ain't stoppin' 'til you got
Shit is hot like the weed spot on Amsterdam
Consume your main man, destroy your whole clan, left you in fear
So now fears to this, let Jehovah be your witness
Another life to build a mission, minus the hit list
That's the wicked seed, washed in the blood I bleed
On some real war shit, movin' fast, solidly
We operatin' under Thug Lordz is Warriors
Doc Holiday, let's touch 'em up
They get out of line, we gon' fuck 'em up
They talk too much, we gon' burn 'em up
(Yo, Napoleon, why these niggas trippin'?)
Greasy bastards won't catch us slippin'
, Breeze to Cali, worldwide dippin'
Triggers, make a real nigga quicken
(We're niggas without a sight, sayin' nigga right)
(From a poor, deadbeat, thug life)
Let your true lies, these two guys, stick you up like Brooklyn Bites
They spineless, M.F.C. Outlawz are timeless
(When bitch niggas behind us, better strategize to find us)
Or find yourself and your health challenged if I did the most
(You buried your mama, found out about your
Place, them cards you dealt, fuck your vest)
I let your chest (Rest in piss)
Never this (Never leave no evidence)
Confidence, kill you for them presidents
(Outlawz) (And M.F.C.) (Forever ride) (Why not?)
Mad as fuck 'cause I ain't hit the bong
Kadafi and Pac (Like I'm young Noble)
(I'm representin' for my young soldiers)
No doubt, we carry the torch 'til this whole shit is over
We, we be the B-double-O-T-C-A (Outlawz)
Who we be? (Heltah Skeltah) We be
The O-U-T-L-A-W (Doc Holiday, M.F.C.)
Who we be? (Uh, '09) We be the B-double-O-T-C-A (M.F.C. Outlawz)
Who we be? (Chosen to stay self) We be the O-
U-T-L-A-W (We choose to represent the real shit)
Who we be? (Motherfuckers, what what?)
Nigga, you don't like what the fuck you hearin'? (M.F.C. Outlawz)
You can keep the fuck on (What's good, Khaled?)
Slugs leave your monkey ass gone
Makaveli, rest in peace
Killa Khakafi, love and peace
Word up, Dirty Dirty, nigga