Eastern Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touching that Good day and good night, Ortiz where the fuck you at? [Joel Ortiz:] I'm right here; my Nike Airs buzz light
Call me a faggot cause I hate a pussy Man the fuck up sissy, G's up All you gardeners freeze up, put your hoes down (shady ease up!) Man chill, nah I
grave from Chokin' a bitch to - smacking her face from Stacking up bodies to - blacken they case up from. Racking up hits to - stacking them crates up
kind of a Dahmer, I'm grinding Now rappers are lining up jackers, I'm climbing up ladders I buy enough clappers to retire you factors, fire at drama You
at 'em the entire time, why am I up? Cause tribulations I have triumphed bitch I'm fired up So it's time for me to slit your fucking lighter, light the sky up
I do) (I'm of the)hood (This the remix) And if you feel me put your hands up Hood(put em up, put em up, put em up) My hood niggas can you feel me(I gave
, boom boom boom boom boom bang Man we the best never the less, you know we get it hot Fire flame flame, fire fire flame Put me on the track and I'm a
hundred dollar bills I'm peeling Bottles stacked up to the ceiling And I just can't explain the feeling Fellas, put your grands up Ladies, put your hands up
point like Bibby, I'm the leader of the team mayne Got the whole city amped just like a Lakers versus Kings game Everybody's fired up, I drop major packages
of time The fire burns inside My curiousity leads me to Zion Wake the fuck up So if you got em - light em up Warriors So if you got em - light em up
with your motherfuckin' hands up This a take over You can't stand in the way of darkness A cold, cold day in hell is upon us Rise up stand up and be
wrap it up so you don't wind up dead, Like mama said, just like Mama said, My mama said. She likes 'em nice and young, She likes 'em fresh and hungry. With fire
heartless Break the window out the Lincoln And screwdriver start this Muggin people Droppin on 'em from street lights Stab 'em with garden tools, Or beat 'em
was this boy, and he lived in his house, and he went to bed one day, and then when he woke up, um, when he woke up, he was buried up to his head in
they notice your eyeballs are working well They try to dig em out your skull, and go for self Now in the summertime, it's like a whole 'nother realm Water victims, fire
up stick up and a pick up pick up Telling lies and telling lies will put your face on fire Run and tell your friends to never dream, never win Ghettos