Mess With Us

[Intro: Oz Mosis & MC Adey P] [Verse 1: Oz Mosis] I'm a satanist, but that doesn't mean I believe in ritual fish I'll slap your friend's face just cause I get a damn kick out of it Shot from the nuts of Satan with a knife in my grip Ready to be a really nice man who eats bacon strips Mass-murderer type, but I'm casual about it Carry an AK47 in my lunchbox next to my ham sandwich I'm a wild-man: fresh-ass goddamn G Cross me in the parking lot: don't expect to return successfully Disembowelled and left in the gutter: that was my mother After I ripped her tongue out with a pair of wire cutters And fed it to her on toast with a sippy-cup full of salt Cause she burnt the Christmas dinner. Yo, it was her fault Come to your rap battle. When I bring my gat I don't need no practice: none of y'all got a problem with that I'm like Woody: I'm lucky to be alive I used to have a six-pack; it was quite nice [Hook: Oz Mosis] You don't want to [fuck] with us [x3] Cause we will [fuck] you up [Verse 2: MC Adey P] Yo, I'm cruising the streets in my hot vehicle Powered by bitch-juice, it's the wheels of Jackson Michael Gonna ride down the ghetto to see my dawg Obama Representing black people, riding on his llama I like to wear my cap in a backwards fashion I like to shoot my gun in a sideways position I was locked down, trapped in jail cell But Chuck Norris came and bust me out cause we're BFFL [Oz Mosis] Ain't nobody messing with the J. Unit You'll get your face split. STDs, I will transmit [MC Adey P] Yo, look out my bitch-boy, yo, it's Jenkins Gonna ride around high off his face on his weed and other things [Oz Mosis] Cruising in the ghetto, iced out with my homies We be from J. Unit: we call them Jenkinomies [MC Adey P] So my homie Jenkins masterminded a drive-by Gonna wear his shirt, his suit and his best tie [Hook] [Outro: Oz Mosis & MC Adey P]