| Welcome to everready | |
| Welcome to everready | |
| Welcome to everready | |
| The Religion | |
| First thing | |
| I wanna say is | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us | |
| It's the one with a name of a gun | |
| Look at me mamma what | |
| I becomeIt's a, monsta, gangsta, fast | |
| But I want to, thank ya for the last | |
| Thirty-three becuase everybody's heard of me | |
| And if they say that | |
| I'm fakin' mama it's perjury' | |
| Cause your son comes with thunda now | |
| That's why they wonder why we headline when | |
| I'm underground | |
| In this mainstream game my gang brings pain, to cowards | |
| Said I'm done | |
| Cali give me the power come on wit it | |
| You industry punks | |
| I hope you fakes die' | |
| Cause most of rappers have a queer eye for the straight guy | |
| Was that shit loud enough to hear | |
| Loud enough to echo through the city and bust your ears | |
| Patrick tried to sue us for a whole lot of bucks this year | |
| Sell crazy somewhere else trick we're all stocked up here | |
| Hey, I think | |
| I wanna say it again, y'all | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us, can't **** wit us | |
| Can't **** wit us, can't **** wit us | |
| Yo, Big Krizz | |
| Kalico, tell 'em, y'all can't **** wit us | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us | |
| **** niggaz that got it in for me | |
| But then the crowd's still got it's energy | |
| Now, fool is fixin' be crowned through with foolin' around | |
| Which is two hands and both thumbs down bitches | |
| For the Bianca's and | |
| Beatrice's the | |
| Beatrice's is miraculous | |
| You don't want to go on after us, no | |
| This is a slip of ridiculous can't get with us flows | |
| Actually a bit of babblin' liftin' your soul up | |
| We all grown up and when we blown up | |
| Don't get to frontin' | |
| I'll get you country boys nuttin' | |
| You can cut us to thirty we stay on for an hour' | |
| Cause them heads boppin' in the crowd's ours, absolute power | |
| Main thing is taking over this mainstream | |
| The game seems like they been waiting for a new | |
| A teamAsk | |
| Busta Rhymes, he said that nobody had the gift like him and | |
| SpliffBut me and | |
| Tech N9ne, well y'all ain't ****ing with | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us, can't **** wit us | |
| Can't **** wit us, can't **** wit us | |
| This beat make me wanna say hallelujah | |
| Yo but instead | |
| I'ma say, y'all can't **** with us | |
| Y'all can't **** with us | |
| Okay this the benediction, now we got y'all listenin' | |
| Just a fraction of friction from the act you was missin' | |
| If you would actually listen you'd see whose ass you be kissin' | |
| You're dealin' with one hell of a fella ya see | |
| I'm 'Anghellic' but devils bring out the devil in me | |
| I might pull the bullet so cover you see | |
| A goody, goody get hoody less for messin' with me | |
| This is my testament | |
| Tecca Nina been pressed against war | |
| Simply done best to get next to it so | |
| I represent all | |
| Grab your breast to this havin' sex next so pop your crystal | |
| Crock ya legs a bit rock ya bed drop them drawers | |
| Tis to men to the one you wan to take a stand to | |
| You chumps in trouble we bout to bubble like shampoo | |
| You might try but you can't do what | |
| Aaron and | |
| Sam doYou tryin' to ban who no can do | |
| It's a celebration bitches put your hands up ya | |
| Y'all can't **** with us | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us, no can do | |
| Y'all can't **** wit us, can't **** wit us | |
| Can't **** wit us, can't **** wit us | |
| It's not that y'all wack that got it so bad | |
| It's that y'all pissed 'cause we got it so good | |
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