Predator shit, PREDATOR!("You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be?You need people like me.")They let a Cali boy in Slaughterhouse, it's a wrap38 spec shit, rounds in the strapTryna get off the last ounce in the trackMy OG's in the 'Lac, bouncin' to ZappThat's our lifestyle, stunt hard, gun largePickin' em up not givin' a fuck about a gun chargeZippin' em up in a body bag, fuck niggas madWelcome to our house, dead rappers in the front yardI ain't Steve Nash, nobody get a passI found the nigga that made a top 50 hot MC listAnd my Glock committed sodomy and shot him in the assStandin' over his body I probably shoulda askedWhy the greatest rappers gotta be somebody from the pastCompared to Slaughterhouse, a lot of niggas trashFollowin' a fad, what would I do if they follow the SlaughterThey prolly swallow this hollow and a magTongue full of dung, it's shit talkin'Niggas want me dead, fuck it I'm still walkin'Enemies in the club, fuck it I'm still parkin' the coupeFirst put the roof on a milk cartonWalked in, they hand me the micTold baby girl it gotta be tonightMy bed or your bed?Yeah I'm thinking with both headsYou know, great minds think alikeWhat you got under that skirt? (let me get it)Vodka, Henny and that purp (let me get it)Cribs, cars and net worth (let me get it)Slaughterhouse gang, Tech N9ne go and get itLot of molly, an out of body experienceI'm feeling kind of Gotti and all ya'll into weird eventsA party prolly jolly counsel me when I'm inherentWith the shotty ridin' when I party it's Abu DhabiWho can I pick it up, wick it up I'm a rip it upAnd I'm gonna get up in my zone nowFuckin' the women I'm up and I'm winnin' I'm [?] nowPussy poundin' I'm pushin' polygamy proceduresPackin' and poppin' pretty penis pockets I please herThese I ease, Techa Neez got the bees of an evil deedBut I'mma G, never see usWith a telescope nigga cause it's hella dopeI got so many worshipers with me, I could sell a quotesI yell the most, I tell the goatI'm gonna take it even if they hate it and fill the boatFellas, you tell us to gel it, we're gonna quell his hopeEmbellish a [?]When I rhyme I'm conniving cause I bringLive wickedness brightening your high beamsFrightening life like some lye in your VisinePsyche swiped clean, high as the hygienePussy, weed, a licker yo, let me get itI don't kick it if you be messy with itTecca Nina keep KCMO on the fittedAny Slaughterhouse gang affiliation I'm fuckin' with itNobody seconding what I be spitting, we misfitsGonorrhea mixed with diarrhea, that sick shitYou fuckers wack, need them Puffy plaques, them big hitsThem R. Kelly, I'm so rich I piss on a bitch hitsAnd bitches get the businessIn a convertible eatin' big dickWhile I'm parked like a picnicWrapping they big lips around my stick shift rockin' French tipsSuckin' me hollow after they swallow my kidsI'm askin'
