Repercussions

(Kingpen) Woop Woop Who got the keys to the coup - load up the street sweeper It's time for niggas to meet the reaper Keep a full clip - cos the bull shit get fatal Game official like felix mitchell I'm bringin drama to the table Dont a give fuck yeah When I'm stuck yell - I fell G in the court bail Paper-hungry nigga Savage tactics Stackin more mail Name ringin like door-bells from the A Block to the Gardens.. Nine zips for the mardrin and the droughts is what we charging Niggas be starving But me and mine ain't goin out like the average Doing thangs and living lavish Keepin it crackin - stackin cabbage I'm a savage about my chippas squeezing zippas Down the ....? politicin all the world ..... .... .... .... .... ? my order top dollar Paper chasin and poppin collars - ain't no love for none of these marks Dont let these Nines bark like rockwilders I holla - like holla in surgery ill open fire on these marks Tryna murder me - its time to ride.. (Chorus x2) It's time to ride yellin' Madman Misanthropy - Do or die til I last stand We never knew the repercussions of bustin' but this is something we lovin' Without this money we nothing - so grab the straps and keep comin.. (C-Lim) Gone up in the Halfway house so you halfway clowns.. kickin it - Gone put my strap straight down - to yo ass face down Sicc in the dome and ya'll acted Lynch kick it wit all crackers - dont got no real niggas around Come to that kill Nigga I slap you I clap you for playing my music - you made it up to Luni Cos I flashed "i ain't playing wit you fools" Spray you wit the Uzi - weak ass baby You a poodle - ima bang you wit a noodle - Zigg Zagg want me to play wit the Cuchi and put my finger in the booty? Tall Cann - You hate wit the fools - but I ain't bangin on you .... ... ... ? demanded The payment was due - I can't blame it on you Kevin "damn" you can't even come to the studio to rap? (scary ass nigga) But you can go hide out at the parking-lot Keeps you ..... .. ? To the studio to snatch a CD from Big Hollis The Dragon Brotha Wimp Don't come for shit - you here like Michael Jackson (he-he) Bitch you not from the Blocc My Blocc-Niggas come out And when the funk - Siccmade don't come out.. Ya'll niggas Punk Out.. (Chorus X-Raided & Kingpen x2) It's time to ride yellin' Madman Misanthropy - Do or die til I last stand We never knew the repercussions of bustin' but this is something we lovin' Without this money we nothing - so grab the straps and keep comin.. (X-Raided) Theres something bout the cashflows So pass hoes dollars and "enchacoolos? to my distrib. and the ......? holla "send the rooboes?.. rushin' cheques - you know I got love for the game I recognize ......? have the spill to havin' fame But at the same time I got a squad to feed - and I claim mine 'these is niggas I ride for thieves' so blame mine If your CEO don't show up for work He delinquent - with them royalty cheques ..(red alert) Run up in his office Toss his computer off his desk - cross his mouth with tape and let these Rugers off at his head If we escape We gone do with the props - we want the cheddar If we get some props in the process - it's all the better But I stress the fact that I rap to get that scrilla - and if I feel this shit ain't workin Then ima get that Milla - Nigga kill the Speakers Crush the Mics and burn up all my rhymes - Put the ashes in the Urns Turn up all my crime Turn down this music - I'm bout to burn the studios 'like a arsonist' - Huntin' down my incitive wit a fourty-four - spark it in cartridges In his ear exploding Murder my publicist - cos the bitch ain't been promotin' I'm hopin' it don't come to that but i Burly act every contract negotiation Give me what I deserve - or ima have to waste it - procrastinate wit a Madman Is a bad plan That's past hating - So what recorded you better have my cash waitin' in order.. (Chorus X-Raided & Kingpen x2) It's time to ride yellin' Madman Misanthropy - Do or die til I last stand We never knew the repercussions of bustin' but this is something we lovin' Without this money we nothing - so grab the straps and keep comin.. (T-Nutty) I'm here So when I take my seat at the table - ima rip everybody on your label From the celebrities to the unable.. Most definitely it's gone get payed for Nigga don't play broke - I need those chips So I can turn em into mashed potatoes Lyrical K.O - to establish a better pay-roll Tryna have it to where de-leigo My eigo - soon as I say so.. Young T-Nutty cuzz - next in the line Wipe me up a little bit nigga.. and I bet you I shine It's time to ride yellin' Cash man.. to the record companies Cos i'm doin' bad man and honest business if you ain't ?dunkin?' me Dunkin' me in the soundproof - like your name was Michael Jordan Tryna grind off my rap - with rhymes 'you just ask The '?.....?' thinkin' ima support Doubt my lifestyle's important and when I'm broke it starts to shorten So don't come up short - Im a youngsta but i'm a locc Nigga don't act like you don't know - It's T-Nutty from the four Gettin' nutty for the doe (Chorus X-Raided & Kingpen x1) It's time to ride yellin' Madman Misanthropy - Do or die til I last stand We never knew the repercussions of bustin' but this is something we lovin' Without this money we nothing - so grab the straps and keep comin.. (X-Raided) "ITS TIME TO RIDE"..