Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Mean Mug Muzik
It's that new Chicago gangsta
That old shit is out
That new shit
Say hello to the future bitches
It's that What-the-f**k-you-looking-at music
Welcome to Chicago where beef is realer
Where in hairy situations we brush
With death and comb the streets for scrilla
It's a cold world when niggas drawin heat can kill us
The illest of breeds willin to make you bleed to feel us
A animal on his corporate grizzly
Spit divine as Corpus Christi
Flow in hellfire till your corpse is cripsy
Threats became visual
Clapping at the face of Red Kerr-ass niggas like
Jordan's pre-game ritual
Here's a sicker dosage keep your triggers focused
Keep the n***a closest from the inside out like trichinosis
It's Hood Deal Or No Deal we face obstacles
Tryina get paper avoid the biggest cases possible
Now I ain't even trying I just ran off and scribbled
I'm Hail Mary in a stand-off or handoff the middle
Since my hands often brittle
Every strap I put a extra body on it like
A it's man off the dribble
Then after my conquest expect the extortion
That's the best shit next to endorsements
Wave Tecs for enforcements
So f**k yo high tolerance for pain
You bitches better be born with extra endorphins
I'm the son of the soil
I rep the Chi
From 11-9 to the crumbled buildings of Cabrini hard
Acknowledge the demi god
You a p***y pubic bikini job
Opposite end of the blade of Sweeny Todd
Since my ejaculation fate was automatic profit and fortune
Why the f**k catastrophic proportions
Leave bodies severed and the sockets contortioned
This is barrel in your mouth pad his pocket extortion
Name your favorite spitters
I orchestrate assassination
Unmask your Jason's 16-bar fascination
I'm Fantastic Four with the flow
Rock Fire shit Unseen by any Stretch of your imagination
If you niggas ain't bitchin over statue placement
Then it's southern over-saturation or Hova's maturation
My saliva and venom from a cobra's
F**k your gratulations I take scrilla over adulation
This is sick cinema converted to canvas
Working a vaginal with 16 cervical cancers
With no medicinal or surgical answers
50-40 foot vertical stances leaps and bounds ahead of y'all
Impervious bars hit the ass on the curviest broads
Well gangsta you know the sturdiest odds
Spit scurviest b***h my only opponent worthy is God
Even then I'll topsy-turvy them odds
Get it gone or get it mashed in excessively
I wear your f**king skull as a fashion accessory
Fag eat a d**k veiny d**k Cheney
Till it bust on you like a hunting accident
He's kinda sick ain't he
