O.V. (feat. Lord Infamous)

Fuck with this super thug and get drugged

Yeah, Lord Infamous

Back in this thing

The scarecrow, Kaiser Soze

You know, in Memphis we got this little saying

When somebody tries to cross Lee Flodging

Try capping, we got this little thing we call O.V., ****

That means it's over

Fuck with this super thug and get drugged

Sweep your body parts under the rug

Bury this butcher knife deep in your guts

Make you a nice warm blanket of mud

You fools ain't learned to see the real burns

Hollow point hit you so hard

Your body turned

You have been advised

Don't fuck with wise guys

Hypnotize riders, .45 clips, surprise

I know your clique is full of wussies

When you walk by you smell like pussies

You **** ain't killer to fuck with Godzilla

Monsters, villains for real, and cap peelers

Perpetrate tough and get fucked up quick

Whipped like a bitch and shot in the dick

Infamous, and your neck I will squeeze

Boy, come play with me

You'll see it's O.V., over

Wanna run up on me, it's O.V.

Test the H-C to the P, it's O.V.

Get these bullets on GP, it's on me

Better drop down to your knees, it's O.V.

Wanna run up on me, it's O.V.

Test the H-C to the P, it's O.V.

Get these bullets on GP, it's on me

Better drop down to your knees, it's O.V.

So all you **** joining gangs

Because you're weak alone

Catch you by yourself

Your ass'll get gone

Run up in the door

High-jack you in your home

Tie your ass up

And beat you with the phone

You don't want to feel the force of the tone

Smack you in your face

And crack your jawbone

Hit this cocaine and do your ass wrong

Like a one-on-one

Put two to your dome

Glock, Smith and Wesson, Luger and Ruger

We'll make sure you have no future

Cock back the hammer

And close your pupils

Lord with the sword is very crucial

Hands in the air

Your ass best not move

Don't make me work on your ass

With these two's

Lord of the hood, I got the crossbow

Bullseye bitch, arrow in your throat

Wanna run up on me, it's O.V.

Test the H-C to the P, it's O.V.

Get these bullets on GP, it's on me

Better drop down to your knees, it's O.V.

Wanna run up on me, it's O.V.

Test the H-C to the P, it's O.V.

Get these bullets on GP, it's on me

Better drop down to your knees, it's O.V.

Beat, rob, break, murder, erase

Don't run, there is no escape

Bullets hit you right in the face

I'm not scared to catch a case

Drugs, hoes, blood all on your clothes

Who'll die next?

Nobody knows

Insane-mane taking a drain

Bitch, I will empty your veins

I do not feel no remorse

Blow your mammy-ass off the porch

Slap your punk ass all around

You got two days to leave town

**** got they dick in the dust

Stab, kick, and shut the fuck up

.45s, .9s, and the grenades

Blow your bitch right off the stage

Wanna run up on me, it's O.V.

Test the H-C to the P, it's O.V.

Get these bullets on GP, it's on me

Better drop down to your knees, it's O.V.

Wanna run up on me, it's O.V.

Test the H-C to the P, it's O.V.

Get these bullets on GP, it's on me

Better drop down to your knees, it's O.V.

Over, O.V. ****

Over, O.V. ****

Over, O.V. ****

Over, O.V. ****

It's over