[Verse 1 - Anybody Killa]
I wanna know where the fuck are my down ass underground killas
Straight cap peelas
Walkin` the earth, been mean since birth
Takin` every damn thing in sight that`s worth
Somebody stabbin` you in the back, for a pebble of crack
Eastside, bitches like that
Sometimes I feel that I can`t eat, can`t sleep
Put me in a hole baby, 6 feet deep
Better yet, just leave me alone
I`ve survived this long with a microphone
Roamin` the streets, mean muggin` police
Left hand on my nuts right grippin` a piece
So now I feel that I owe it to y`all
You`re the reason that I`m here instead of dead and gone
And don`t think that I`m here to stress you out
I just wanna let you know what I`m about
[Hook] -x2
Tomahawks, shotguns, axes, chains
These are all the thangs that a G brangs
To your party, birthday, wedding, funeral
Streets is crucial, competition zero
[Verse 2 - Anybody Killa]
Face facts, do the math
You can try to relax but this killa ain`t like that
Wait a minute, let me tell the truth
I`m relaxed like a motherfucka, tomahawking a fool
Walk away just keeping my cool
Like I`m sneaking in line at a big venue
No traits, no motive, nobody, no clue
Yo Blaze, am I right? (WOOP WOOP!)
That`s what the fuck I`ve been tryin` to say
Me and my whole damn family actin` murderous ways
That`s why we only gather once a year
Because the world really can`t afford to disappear
So now we all break bread, never misled
And the drama that I bring you will never forget
And the ones that`s down no matter where you`re at
I`m just here to let you know that I got your back
[Hook] -x2
Tomahawks, shotguns, axes, chains
These are all the thangs that a G brangs
To your party, birthday, wedding, funeral
Streets is crucial, competition zero
[Verse 3 - Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
I`m hard as the come, homie don`t be slippin` actin` dumb
Shove the pistol in your mouth, slightly quicker than some
The streets are talkin` I be listenin`, hearin`
Reppin` for my thugs who got nothin` to be fearin`
Ask me if I ever been jacked, I`ve been screwed and taxed
And waxed, some suckas with two little stripes to attack
Mothafuckas ain`t shit, I`m a soulja
Drag bodies into coffins, by they bitch ass shouldas
Middle name Murder, Colton Grundy the rest
You see me packin` a gun in the vest
Now do your best to stay alive, I ain`t never gonna die
Eternal like the galaxy, who wanna try me?
I tell you one more time for all the foes of mine
Ain`t no way, ain`t anybody gonna stop my shine
Do the drive-bys bitch smackin` hoes and robberys
I do it for the streets and the money so respect me
[Hook] -x4
Tomahawks, shotguns, axes, chains
These are all the thangs that a G brangs
To your party, birthday, wedding, funeral
Streets is crucial, competition zero
