Spilt Milk

Yeah...still ridin'...we still ridin'...P-Dog Nigga we without flaws you comin' without balls Still down for the cause...P-Dog...now who really raw?...Bitch Boom Boom in the night - so now we fight Caps peel, piggies squeal - who wrong or right? Street soldier kill em slow - homicidal We dogs in a sea of bitches - ain't crack a smile Soundin' off the battle cry - we draw the line Fuck around and crack his spine - for all his crimes Bitch devil still ain't learned - just like his pops Wanna make these bullets burn - with twenty shots Propogators of the peace - we never ceased But never listened to our pleas - so now he bleeds Like Oaklahoma city Timmy - It won't be pretty Catch him in a subcomittee - and have no pity Look at all the people we got - with Sonic Jihad Last Cell never see us - now what you thouht? Swervin to these dj mixes - we ridin' sixes AMG with chrome centers - twenty inches East coast west coast - we stay composed Love us everywhere we goes - the people know Holdin' down the shit we buildin' - Guerrilla Funk Even though the milk is spillin' - I'm in your trunk holla [Hook] w/ Capelton Ridin' dirty through they downtown feelin no love around town Now some be tryin' to clown but how many can hold they ground now Labels be abusive confusin with what they choosin' And these stations mistakenly contemplatin' us losin' We bruisin' all these faulty ass critics - and these emcees That coward ass rap shitted - they wannabes Labels never made the culture - you got it twisted So recognize these fuckin' vultures - and where they fit in [Hook] w/ Capelton Now tell me how many devils prone - to do me wrong Try to fit they mittens on - my provalone The radio'll never play it - we never heard They only love us killin niggas, and slangin birds Guerrillafunk.com - we keep it bomb Give the people what they want - with every song With raw shit we keep it mannish - don't get it twisted And motherfuck these cowards plans - we keep upliftin' [Hook] w/ Capelton