Where you at motherfucker? Heard you been talking shit
But everytime I come around it's like you seem to forget
Shut your mouth you little hoe before I scalp your lips
In other words you'll be a dead little punk ass bitch
I won't forget you everytime I'm pissing over your grave
Or when I'm slanging peyote in hoods that you once claimed
Learn about the tribe you're dissing cause we all ain't the same
Tomahawk steady swinging as I'm dancing for rain
So come and play with me at least until the sky turns grey
Shooting off my arrows like AK's
Amazing situations, four colors of man
Represent the wicked nation
Underground street level, running it's course
Keeping you shady bitches scared to come up off your porch
So come and hang with me, unless you blaming me
Because the native hydro keeps changing me
(Chorus)
Come and play with me, even if it means your death
Come and play with me (you hated me), my tomahawk swings right to left
You bitches wait and see, I'll be a juggalo to my very last breath
And you hate to see, these hatchet men up on our chest
Come and play with me
Warriors, come out and play
Roaches are straight I'm ABK
I'd rather be dead than fade away
All my life I been a scrub I wouldn't change a day
What I'm saying, quit playing, I'ma tell you how it's laying
See me in the streets Psychopathic chain just swaying
Anybody Killa so it ain't do delaying
Dead bodies 6 feet in the ground decaying
When I come out with the serial numbers on my gun out
The tribal war paint on my face will make you run out
Bust shots in the sky and shoot the sun out
And keep busting the clip until every last one out
Erasing all
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