Bury Em All

[Intro: Krizz Kaliko] You mother fuckers want to set me up and kill me [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] You know what I mean These motherfuckers seem to be all about dreams Having my cake and eating it People see weak in this, greet the beast sink your teeth in this Even felony hand me calamity Cannot be sitting with insanity trying to damage me Even niggas who work with me Having fantasies of erasing their men and me Look you blood suckin', mud fuckin', punks, chumps Gay faggots, maggots trying to get paid Really better slipped away to 30 Hearing your call, bloody murdering y'all Scurry and focus conserving the brawl Whoop bitch ass niggas and I pass we bury 'em all [Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko] Wait, wait, wait, wait Cause some people look up inside of my head You'll see why I keep a gun on the side of the bed They watching out for the Watson house Because I'm paranoid that every noise is means for me to kill Grab my mm. steel I'm a walking zombie obviously Feel like I'm going insane, losing more than a little bit Of my life I'm thinking about killing it Or reverse the gun and curse the one whose purpose is to hurt us Now that you got the nerve he's buried you both in the first place [Hook] Stay awake, cause if you want to still (survive) The way for you to stay (alive) Is keep far away from me (Stay away from me, please nobody pray from me) Cause I can surely take you can't hide from me All of them I will bury, bury them all [Verse 3: Monoxide] It's a shame to be hated on so angrily And all these people who came to see the demise of me And the disguise we in analysing me to the sight of me When I live in society, with all these people we call friends And when the hook-up's gone it all ends So we sit there alone and pretend Hoping no one will notice when you leave us like a latest trend Cause that's just how you bitches tend And you wonder why I stay awake With a back full of knives And a mind so Twiztid I can hear them say [Verse 4: Madrox] That's why we're center of the mix, center of attention So many levels of my mind's dimension Inquisitive minds always asking questions Shoot 'em all down that will loose attention Dark, sarcastic, quit pretending Tell it in their vibe when we try to be-friend them See it in their eyes with the money we spending Cover your legs because you know we can attend in avenging Yes its self-oppression, too damn dumb can't learn a lesson Heart still broke no sign of affection Heavily medicated I forgot to mention Dark black work that's my affection Double headed axe that's my protection Sling to the blood bring resurrection Believe and expect in the unexpected [Hook] [Verse 5: 1 Ton] It’s a catastrophe, stop harassing me, asking me (Too many goddamn questions) I’m at capacity and not a blasphemy baffling (So I gotta count my blessings) One: Never do what they do Two: Only you can be you Three: And everyone want to keep scoring me (whores) And not too many people want to go hardcore Some get lifted, watching the Pistons And now he's spitting wicked shit like it was Twiztid Freaks don't get it want to get it Got to let their lip go and run off with it I'm hitting the wall Got to stand up when it's scary to fall Got to man up when your making the call And be tough when your walking the hall Twiztid, Potluck and I bury them all [Verse 6: UnderRated] My whole life I was struggling to be free And now it's hard to believe that it's me When I'm flipping the rhythm and taking over the mic I'm like a thief in the night with the venomous bite Getting better and better with every rhyme that I write Because it's been a long time let me shed some light Up in the moon with the candle light I was flipping every word like Vannah White Don't judge me dude you don't know me man You don't know my crew or who the fuck I am Step back with your redneck views We ain't giving a fuck we do what we choose Oh I'm rude? Oh my bad, sorry and shit I gotta take a stand This ain't making a damn we need the man with a plan Not another mother fucker want to face this man Listen, damn understand just cause you're rich Doesn't mean you the man They ain't getting no better, look around its all bad The American dream make the Confederate flag Little kids getting lost, brainwashed so sad Even the head of the class crash go bad Sex and the drugs on the streets that we ran Mama never told me it would be like that [Hook x2]