Rip the Guts

First Verse [Deacon] These pedestrian fools fueled by estrogen I ride on em, pushing something equestrian Over rollin hills and we rollin golden wheels Polaroid ready, steady on our Olan Mills We hit the streets ready, heavy frame, Chevy plush My big foot crush anything my Chevy touch Ya engine flooded similar to when the levy bust Bet when I'm present every pheasant in your bevy blush This here my "Nigga moment" let me put some pennies on it I bet a 78 caprice'd leave yo Bentley haunted U ghost ridin everybody swear they Johnny Blaze Till the wet paint drip on em and the fire fades Iron glaze reflectin' all yo imperfection Bet when we intersect the shit could cause an insurrection 8 cylinders of killin the streets Stampedin' behind a grill and a beat Hook [Soul Akoben] And all in time With just our mind We still will find (You know we will rip the guts!) 2nd Verse [Sheisty] Alas, I stash cash in the mini pod The rims of Nimrod the path of a demagogue The semi feel the wrath of a demigod 440 gas that's the path of a Hemi Dodge We make strings for Geppetto out of heavy metal Cause hard rock is just a pebble in every ghetto Where the levees settle and where every rebel Pushes heavy treble to every level to revel We drive cars for broads and whether Ford or Dodge It's four cars in a four car garage I'm four bars from Mars and for my Mopar parts I just use an old crowbar to lodge Yall cokeheads with no bread and Pro-Keds And mopeds with old tires and no tread The quadraped with four eyes and four heads And a .44 mag for your forehead four dead, nigga Hook X 2 And all in time With just our mind We still will find What's left behind All in time With just our minds We still will find (You know we will rip the guts!) What's left behind X 2 You know we will rip the You know we will rip the You know we will rip the guts