Menace To Society ft. Kris Karatz Lyrics

I'm Don Gotti hit like a shotti

16s put a combination to ya body

I stretch and I flex on these niggas like Pilates

But fuck a gun I throw a right straight to your body

These neighborhood niggas gettin brave

They call me Mr. Brikz man I had to beat a case

I tell a bitch nigga yo oh Ondalae

I ain't gotta job we can dance any day

(Holla at me) you old navy wearing niggas fuckin sensitive

Motor made like a nigga coming straight outta Michigan

I was tryna tell the fuzz they ain't listenin

Three times three months now I'm innocent

Cause I'm a menace to society apparently varieties

Of African Americans are rioting

White folks, Asians, all y'all all race

Listen to my shit it's a fiesta in the hallway

Menace to society pen is what is dividing

Separating you and me I'm that thing you'll never be

No debating true emcee flow's amazing true indeed

So don't cross my path cause I'm a fucking psychopath and I'm a

Menace to society pen is what is dividing

Separating you and me I'm that thing you'll never be

No debating true emcee flow's amazing true indeed

So don't cross my path cause I'm a fucking psychopath and I'm a

Pistol packing menace I'm gonna pop out like I'm sending shots that'll

Sizzle tagging denims watching that clock count down you finished

Picking it up then dropping it down don't fuck with the truest

I ain't fricking around that (Tick tick tick) you hear that sound?

With the stereo bass it gon bury your face right now

True fucking emcee you about to see what the fuck has gotten into me

I'm so fed up you don't wanna blink I'm bout to let off like one two three

Ricochet now where is my brain somehow I must've hit it

I crochet to put to it in place what the fuck goddamn it I know I'm a knit wit

But upstairs inside of my head I cough so sick I might be ill witted

It's apparent born with it you were not orphanage

Yeah I slay barre and prey your brain the day you claim I shame the game

And stray the same and frame your claim distain for blame

That taste of hate I came to aim and stain the slain remain insane my brain's inane

I spray the flame red hot homeboy motherfucker you're lame

Yeah not many can say they do it the same

They do in a year what I do in a day do it with a pin like I blew a grenade

But I'm too insane got flows and rhymes and nines upbind up

Through my brain we running this shit

You squares should know how we do we setting you straight uh (Square)

Like minded not alike in the slightest mine's brightest

Double timing two times when I'm rhyming gotta syphon I'm advising

You fucks better check what's up when me and Kris go to step on up

Head rest on the pillow that lies it's no wonder you fucks overslept on us

I fulfill and I kill for the thrill

When I'm ill with the writing pen is dividing every line when a

Enemy sighting I'm mentally winding then I'm reminding

You chumps ain't never been lit you ain't sparking no lighter

Inside the mind of a fighter the final decider

My line of work? What the fuck do I tell em Ima

Menace to society pen is what is dividing

Separating you and me I'm that thing you'll never be

No debating true emcee flow's amazing true indeed

So don't cross my path cause I'm a fucking psychopath and I'm a

Menace to society pen is what is dividing

Separating you and me I'm that thing you'll never be

No debating true emcee flow's amazing true indeed

So don't cross my path cause I'm a fucking psychopath and I'm a

I wouldn't have it any other way

Fuck em