General Patton

Get the south dick up out your mouth What you talkin' 'bout? See we know everythin' you're about So try another route Paperboy, you can't destroy what we done built Pick on somebody your own size and fuck around get killed But not like the kilt above the knees BB will plant you niggas like seeds or fertilizer for the trees Emergency vehicle last seen speedin' from the scene, nigga Take one for the team, now he's bleedin' from the spleen Stay so fresh and oh so motherfuckin' clean No blood splatter or evidence, long distance with a beam We come in peace While some of y'all niggas come in greed gluttons Fuckin' up the game like ice, heroin or speed Slow down nigga Yeah Yeah Speed it up like ballad of Ricky Bobby, boy go fast Not a hobby, this my life, you disrespect it, that's your ass As one half of the Outkast return like ghost of Christmas past It's the son of Chico Dusty must be West Savannah bad Had to go to church on Sundays with great grandma and granddad Taught me always follow Jesus when the grass didn't have a path If I ever fell astray then God will get me back on track Didn't say that Rico, Ray and Pat was gettin' with me and 3Stax Then we spittin' 'cause killin' everythin' that we attack Special forces of the rap game so you best take heed of that All the shit you rappers lack, we got plenty, here's a snack Don't ruin their appetite because your shit is really whack Whack ass nigga This shit's like breathin' to me Born and bred for it Another battle won, another story to tell Listen to the angelic pluckin' of the puppet strings As Sir Lucious puts his left foot forward And rides of into the horizon of infinite regression, victorious Undefeated on the battle field Against the means of ignorance, greed and hatred All contenders to the throne are left naked Because the truth is the only thing you could never be stripped from And if you commit to that truth You could end the vicious cycle Affectin' our youth today If we just stop lyin', if we just stop lyin' Stop lyin' Lyin'