Mega Mega

[Verse 1: Camu Tao] He's lookin' silly, laughin' at the card table Didn't know we're gonna slide in and cut his main cable I'm unable to tell you that it's (un) unstable to fuck with the likes of (Tao) Ended up posted up in the morgue thinking about some scalpels and some white gloves But you a killa, right? Hemmed up, with the lights out Real thugs will find you and lift your head up, then put a price out (Where you at?) I'm hangin' with niggas that's sick with it That'll risk mischief and punch you in your face so hard he'll leave your teeth spinnin' You're breathin' what I'm breathin', killa, stage is warm You're needin' what I'm needin', killa, a can of Agent Orange Came to whip the shit outta you, I never counted you I think you're makin' a mistake and I don't even doubt you But I bet these bullets won't leave here tonight, kid, without you [Verse 2: Tage Future] Let's overwhelm 'em with a mouthful, don't choke 'em out, Mu Might be better for business just to keep him on the shitlist Make him die a slower death through infliction of a sickness This is Ohio viral, Megahertz are your co-hosts You're usually delusional if you're thinkin' your flow's close So many are almost, any beef we slow-roast Up all night you would think that we o-dosed on No-Doz Back and forth it to both coasts, schoolin' 'em like a provost Get up and smack a square like I'm playin' the low post We Voltroned in 9-6, T spit deranged To Tao and Cop after the Northland and Mifflin game Put enough fresh in the air to solve global warming then Place a moratorium on the style you performing in Hold the floor, we liftin' it up, pace pickin' it up Or get stuck in the thick of the dust cuz we kickin' it up Feelin' the rush got you nervous and we're knowin' Put a bullet hole through that bubblegum bubble that you blowin' (Hi-Yah!) [Hook: RJD2 scratching] Your stupid ass get clapped Stop playin' man, you touchin' 'em [Verse 3: Copywrite] (ah-uh yeah) It goes Camu, Tao, Copy, Jakki, Tage and RJ Well, are they human or aren't they? YAHWEH gave me a name of Adam, let me at 'em I'll rearrange their atoms, put 'em into bleeding brains, DNA won't even matter And if RJD2's on the wax, you become shitty at pool, you lose on the scratch Move back and lose scratch to a Grant-a-holic And I'm ballin', pants are haulin' the Costanza wallet I write C-o-stanzas, like I'm Larry David Zero chances that I'll reload faster My ego's a placebo, for the people that are evil And don't need no answer to join the Kill Pete Slow fan club Against currents of fecal matter Up shit creek, but shit, we paddle three boats faster Time travel to the future in a lab with a nitrogen mask Then after, right back to the past to battle Tero's cancer [Verse 4: Jakki Da Mota Mouth] (my turn, my turn) I drunk drive and I'm a horror You got one dime, I got ten fives and fours And I'm laughin' when I'm eyein' yours Cause last night, she wasn't your wife, after Gin, Wine and Coors I am grinnin' walkin' out of the clinic because I'm finished No more Trichomonas, Metronidazole has done it's business If you don't get it, you probably don't fuck enough You probably think you tough and stuff, until I let a midget come touch you up I ain't no thug in the street, that's why I box lames When they lose, they switch to the Heat like Lebron James When Mega barge up in the spot like we already win With mics out, it's lights out, like bein' heavy's in Pipe down, right now this local jokes amaze me Talkin' crazy when they Stewie to me, big headed babies And I'm your dogs boss actin' like you go to work You niggas call off, pretend to be crack, but all soft [Hook]