Process Of Elimination (Untouchakickamurdaqtion)

[Intro: Opening Skit] [Cold] This motherfucker owe me a lot of money, you know what I'm sayin? [Km.G] Aww, that's motherfucker [Cold] Bullshit??, we gonna go there and do this, man [Km.G] Alright, alright [Cold] So fuck all these freak joints, over here You know, let's check this bitch out over here [Bitch] Aiy baby, welcome to the place where it's always goin' on, can I help you? [Cold] No, you can't help us, ho [Km.G] Yo, we're lookin' for Toe Trip Tony, where this nigga at? I know he's here [Bitch] Aww honey, that's class... (*Cold 187Um cocked the gun and put it in bitch head*) [Km.G] Bitch [Bitch] See him on 242, straight down the hog to your left.. I don't want no motherfuckin' trouble Y'all always comin' in here startin' motherfuckin' trouble [Cold] Let's do this, man (*Door Knocked*) [Cold] Open the door, Tony [Tony] Who the fuck at my door? [Cold] Open the door, man [Tony] Who the fuck at my door? [Cold] Yo man, what's up with my end, man, what's up with my end? [Tony] I was at seven man, I was just like kickin' at seven I told your women what's up, we talked about this.. [Cold] No man, No motherfucker, you ain't talked about nothin' You ain't talked to nobody and you outta time, motherfucker [Tony] Aww man, I'm tryin' to.. [Cold] You got kicked me in end, then man [Tony] What's up, well, can I get a little time man, I got some time [Cold] No, no, time is expired motherfucker (*4 Gun Shots*) (*Women screaming*) [Interlude #1: Cold 187Um] Do you know, motherfuckers need to get the fuck up off our back [Km.G] Yeah Cause you know A.T.L ain't never goin' out like that [Km.G] Black Mafia Life I am the Coooooold 187 Yo, and I'mma do a little somethin' like this [Cold 187Um] Now see, some try to label me a psychopath Cause I think the shit is funny when I'm bustin' on a fool's ass It don't matter, the shit's out the Glock Cause ain't no names on a bullet in a shootout The way I think is kind of strange you would guess But nowadays, it's like the motherfuckin' wild west One come up, put you six feet under And do it so fast I'll make everybody wonder Yo, Where he go, where he been, where he at They find you in the alley with a .38 slug in your back Cooold, waitin' for the meat wagon I put two in your head to let you know, it wouldn't lack Straight Mafia style is kind of crazy Nooooooh, the motherfucker didn't fade me Yo, so tell your homey, tell your clique, tell your gang Then we can go cap for cap, or we could throw them thangs But in the heated scrap, when things are cookin' One of my homies might bust when you ain't lookin' (*Gun shots*) And now they're sayin' that them niggas be trippin' But just like we say in the hood "don't get caught slippin" So I stay strapped, even though I rap, cause when I step See, the old punks and new jacks, they still wanna get a rep But I'll be that motherfucker just like the Grim Reaper But a little bit cheaper So fool, you better have your shit together Cause if you fuck with '87 he will hunt you forever Yeah, and that's how you deal with them punk motherfuckers [Interlude #2] [Cold 187Um:] Yo, yo Km.G [Km.G:] What's up my nigga? [Cold 187Um:] What's up, man? [Km.G:] Yeah, this is the process [Cold 187Um:] The process of what? [Km.G:] Process of Elimination [Cold 187Um:] Yeah [Km.G:] Eliminatin' all fools that don't understand the Black Mafia sound [Cold 187Um:] hell, yeah [Km.G:] Let me let them have it [Km.G] You see, you could just label me the undertaker Cause I speed up your chance for you to meet your maker See, Judgement Day has come You're bein' tried by a black-Ass-Nigga that's pulled many triggers Shit, I'm the jury and I'm also the judge For this I'm around, I can't show much love Here's a vision: I'm a motherfuckin' assassin Fools I clip, keeps me clockin' a grip So I lay low then I wait for a connection "Surveillance ain't shit to us without police protection" Cause when nigga is got a gun "yeah" Motherfuckers better run Cause there's one more thing that's worse than a black man rappin' And that's another nigga cappin' Cause them brothers were slaves, if a nigga had a gat He would've fucked all the hoes and took the white man's sack But, this is the 90's and what's really goin' on? We jackin' marks for their title, their ends and their zones Give a pimp a little paper, he's a politician Anything's possible, call me Alouitious Shit, this is a potion to sip and don't hurl A Black Mafia bullet from the underworld "So if you scared of the rhymes and you ain't really used to us" You a black guillotine, the motherfuckin' executioners Yeah, Now let a real G from the real niggas eliminate a few fools [Interlude #3: MC Ren] Yeah, MC Ren in here, you know what I'm sayin? All about that Black Mafia Life With A.T.L, you know, I'm livin' like a hustler I'm the real nigga number 1 Yo, we about to do somethin' to you right here, so check this out It goes like this, check it [MC Ren] The process of elimination The real nigga number one I'll get the motherfuckin' job done Because my voice is like a defensive line You beggin' for me to come with it because I'm attackin' you with tough rhyme Because MC Ren'll talk the days of wayback And how I had niggas on their backs Gettin' fucked like a ho in the back of the '64 And suckin' dicks like tricks I only hang with G's Cause they don't give a diznamn To make it clear, they don't give a damn I used to wear black, but the shit got played From the biting-Ass-Niggas that I slayed For tryin' to walk the path that I walk in And 90% of them tryin' to talk how I be talkin' Yo But they can't get that, cause 'Ren ain't with that And niggas in L.A. you need to quit that So get your mouth off my family jewels Cause playin' with 'Ren, you ain't fuckin' with rules It's every nigga for himself when I'm known to start to swing Cause it ain't nothin' but a thang Or I can make it happen quick and put a bullet to your chest (*Gun shot*) So I can speed up the process [Interlude #4] [MC Ren:] Aiyyo, Km.G [Km.G:] What's up? [MC Ren:] Why don't tell these niggas what time it is in '91? [Km.G] Yeah, there it is The straight gangsters shit on the motherfuckin' hit The Black Mafia sound from the motherfuckin' underground Cussin' and bustin, lettin' the underground have it, there it is [MC Ren] And yo, this is MC Ren Real nigga number one, gettin' the job done Yo, to everybody out there, they know what time it is Tell them what's up [Cold 187Um] Yo, this is Cooooooooold 187 Yo, you know I'm doing the mad-Ass-Gangster shit always That's how I gets paid Yo, we gotta sign off and we outta here, yeah [Outro: Allen Payne *Sample from 'New Jack City'*] Now, that's how you kill somebody my brother You get right up on the motherfucker, and BOO-YAA Blow his brains all over the sidewalk, in broad daylight...