Klick Clack Bang

Look at the way they hatin' on us

Like we had a deal already, steady as we go

I could've been the one to tell em that we didn't

But it's hit and go, can't get a dose

Ces in the buildin', better be gone

'Fore we blow the roof off of this MF'er

I don't wanna get sidetracked, in a Maybach

Blowin' dope with them heifers

I'm a handful, so is Ubi

So it's like you're fuckin' with a pair of double D's

I've been screamin' out the shit I mean about

And all I got to say is, "Motherfuck MCs"

Hit 'em and buckle knees, get 'em in line

I'm about to go spam on 'em, and I'm on a roll

Could it have been the reason why you actin' like a bitch?

Pussy poppin' on a pole

What am I doin' here, why do I dos it?

I could say it's all about the music

But I'd be lyin' if I said I wasn't tryna to stack a couple of racks

And that's amusement to 'em

Look at the way we do 'em, killer city cannibal with cannon ball

Get you open like a can opener, the Kan-Kan-Kansas City Shuffle, y'all

I ain't been around the block a lot

I'm not the sharpest pencil in the box

Still I'm knowing enough to get the shit to pop

Yeah, I'm blowin' up and up, liftin' off

Why you lippin' off? Watch it, dude

Do you know who in the fuck you talkin' to?

Ces clippin' up and ready to lock on you

It's not a lot to say, a lot to do

Opportunity knocked, and I'm knockin' you

Out the way, you're way out of pocket, dude

And I don't give a fuck if you're sick as fuck

If you spit at us, I'll clip your nuts

If your upper lip so much as ripple up

If you're soft, I can help you stiffen up

What you talkin' 'bout ain't shit to us

Yeah, I'm talking down to you, listen up, punk

Is it true that ain't shit changed?

Listen to the way it bang

Introducin' you to what is new

And everybody will agree it's strange

Hit 'em with it, klick clack bang

Talkin' gotta get back, mane

We don't wanna gotta go to war

Never more, let me do my goddamn thing

Is it true that ain't shit changed?

Listen to the way it bang

Introducin' you to what is new

And everybody will agree it's strange

Hit 'em with it, klick clack bang

Talkin' gotta get back, mane

We don't wanna gotta go to war

Never more, let me do my goddamn thing

What am I, an oddity? I oughta be

We the two to take it to another level

I'm in another lane, on some other plane

People say I probably parlay with the Devil

Parlay with myself, makes a lot of sense

Make some motherfucker gotta hop the fence

I show up in all black at the party

Bloody hands like I just forgot to rinse

Back in the day, I used to wanna chop a bitch

Magnetism, I attract the opposites

Now, I'm keeping it clean, the crib's pristine

Like I hired George Papadopoulos

Lock your lips, y'all been in a coma on us, honestly

I know the weather better pack an umbrella, fella, y'all are hella cray

Look up, the snake and bat are travelin' that a way

Have a good day

I can see it in the way you runnin' around

Runnin' your mouth, talkin' all the time

Layin' me down inside a coffin, all for, why

Mad at us for catapulting off the N9ne?

Why you broken up and cryin'?

Wipe away your tears, open up your eyes

Why you leanin' all up in my lights

Schemin' on my plates, soakin' up the shine?

Look at the size of this table

It's giant room enough for both of us to dine

Hanger steak with a side of asparagus, a glass of Coppola for wine

Sober up before you try and roll with us, you must be Robitussin high

Thinking you know what's up with us, but know that I am

Focused on my grind, blowin' up, goodbye

Is it true that ain't shit changed?

Listen to the way it bang

Introducin' you to what is new

And everybody will agree it's strange

Hit 'em with it, klick clack bang

Talkin' gotta get back, mane

We don't wanna gotta go to war

Never more, let me do my goddamn thing

Is it true that ain't shit changed?

Listen to the way it bang

Introducin' you to what is new

And everybody will agree it's strange

Hit 'em with it, klick clack bang

Talkin' gotta get back, mane

We don't wanna gotta go to war

Never more, let me do my goddamn thing

Who am I, the heavy-handed healer? Here we go

I keep a couple in the clip for y'all

We can get it poppin', that's the only option

Guess I'm shootin' from the fuckin' hip at y'all

Cut you open, hopin' somebody gotta Shamwow

Blood about to hit the wall

I can see it comin', cousin, like I'm starin' back at you

From inside a crystal ball

This is all for you, but do remember

When you fronted on us when we did the interview

What? You forget to do your job

You were pawnin' me, now I'm pimpin' you

You were on to me, now I'm into you

And it ought to be peace, but when you choose

Hangin' dirty laundry over dinner, ooh

Honestly, it's inde-indefensible

Head of the class, fuckin' up the principal

Got him ingestin' hella deadly chemicals

I'ma 'na go as far as sayin' we ain't playin'

And we got 'em by the fuckin' genitals

I'ma 'na hit 'em with a binding resolution

Gettin' biblical with every clip I pull

Take a seat with y'all, have a sip with you

I've been eating y'all, now I'm gettin' full

Shittin' better, get the stool softener

Look at 'em, bout to break the blade off in her

I don't remember anything after gettin' swill and high

Swear to God, occifer

Often heard, the Ces seldom seen

By the studio time, and I sell a dream

Tell 'em  leave before the game get into you

Hell of a fee, to pay my soul, it's sinner proof

It's your move