Been Straight

[Intro]
Shaggy the Airhead on the beat

[Verse 1: M.A.D]
All I wanted as a kid to make it out the hood
Drinking liquor, puffing swishers, I ain't smoking woods
Stole Caprices and Hondas to ride them late night
Now we running shit, you don't like it, swallow steak knives
Bitch I'm LSP with history of fucking knocking heads
Put it on a stake, Mark of Cain to mock the fucking dead
I'm the truth of this shit is what it boils to
I don't need a stick or a gimmick to fucking murder you
Call upon your god, he decide if bullets rain on you
Dry out in Cali, it might rain on a lame or two
Play no games, I ain't saying I'ma bend the truth
When it comes to gore leaning towards most defending roots

[Chorus: M.A.D. & Ant Dog]
Circle saw on my chain, mane, and I love the way it hang
Circle saw on my chain, mane, it's a California snuff thang
Murder 'em all with sawed-off on bath salts
The type of killer that snuff your bitch pawn her watch off
Welcome to Kill Labs, Madopelli preach the scriptures
Volume One is just a statement now you get the picture
Sit 'em down, tell it to they face
Always on the grind, Madopelli been straight
Sit 'em down, tell it to they face
Get up outta line, we gon' put 'em in they place

[Verse 2: Ant Dog]
I guess it's time to let these motherfuckers know
That I ain't going nowhere, I'll peel your cap back for sure
And all this sneak dissing, you better fucking lay it to rest
Before I grab the screwdriver, carve your kid's names in your chest
As the flames arise the West Coast Killer is back
Puttin' all your small intestines in a burlap sack
Get fuckin' ballistic and gone, raining blood in your home
Because a sick motherfucker listened to chants in my song
I think I oughta, think I oughta, yeah I think this bitch is fucked
I put her remains in the back of my Tonka truck
Kill 'em all in the name of Kill Labs
Or you won't be the case, welcome to the bloody mass, agh

[Chorus: M.A.D. & Ant Dog]
Circle saw on my chain, mane, and I love the way it hang
Circle saw on my chain, mane, it's a California snuff thang
Murder 'em all with sawed-off on bath salts
The type of killer that snuff your bitch pawn her watch off
Welcome to Kill Labs, Madopelli preach the scriptures
Volume One is just a statement now you get the picture
Sit 'em down, tell it to they face
Always on the grind, Madopelli been straight
Sit 'em down, tell it to they face
Get up outta line, we gon' put 'em in they place

[Verse 3: Cody Manson]
Look! All go, circle saw and axe
It's the Trife Life demon, you ain't even gotta ask
Do not say my name unless it's followed by a bag
Police on my ass, hit the 40 yard dash
Roll another eighth to get my head straight
I put in hella work, I was a felon before tenth grade
If you ain't payin' dues, you just dead weight
You never seen me sweat, bitch, I've been straight
Yeah! Last time I was in Denver
I drank way too much Jäger, I blacked out, I can't remember
It's the middle of the summer slanging snow like it's December
I'll beat your pussy ass, I can't control my temper (Yeah!)

[Chorus: M.A.D. & Ant Dog]
Circle saw on my chain, mane, and I love the way it hang
Circle saw on my chain, mane, it's a California snuff thang
Murder 'em all with sawed-off on bath salts
The type of killer that snuff your bitch pawn her watch off
Welcome to Kill Labs, Madopelli preach the scriptures
Volume One is just a statement now you get the picture
Sit 'em down, tell it to they face
Always on the grind, Madopelli been straight
Sit 'em down, tell it to they face
Get up outta line, we gon' put 'em in they place

[Outro]
Lazy and crazy