It’s On / No One Can Save You

[Chorus: Mack B]
It's on, and nothin' can save you
Coro Lake comin' straight from the West Side
Strapped like jab on your lame ass
It's on, and nothin' can save you
Coro Lake comin' straight from the West Side
Strapped like jab on your lame assass

[Verse 1: Red Dog]
I pull out my .44, squeeze it and let it go
Hollow point bullets be bustin' right in your nose
Pull out the simple fact that I don't love you, hoe
Say goodbye to your life bitch, you must pay the price
How you be thinkin' that you can be bigger?
When you lookin' like you don't even pack trigger
Drop yo ass quickly, don't trip, and don't make a move
Cause you know Red Dog will catch your ass deadly soon
Bitch, you can't run and you damn sure can't hide
Take out my nine and then blast from behind
Give me the cleaver, your back is the jack
Busta hoe bitches don't know how to act
Skimask is on my face, murder case, take your place
Get away from the state, ballin' out, lookin' mean
Look at that evil red what can't you comprehend?
Step with your fuckin' pride bitch, it's your time to die
Why do I do these things that made me go insane?
Pop at you niggas, might commit a terror stang
Bust up the crypt while dosed, strictly your body house
Snatchin' your bitches, so give me your bodyguard
Bury your ass in a ditch, shouldn't have been talkin' shit
Ho, [?] bitch, you can suck my dick
Now [?] better will creep through the alleyway
Chillin' a day by day smokin' on pile of hay
Red Dog the [?] by killin' me
Cause you know Red Dog just really don't give a damn
High like a busta, playa hater sucka, bitches gotta give me somethin'
Give me your things, give me your cash
Hollow point slug drop in your ass
Psychopath killa, hangin' with trigger
Now a nigga, finna getcha
Drop the bomb on that hoe
Now you niggas dead and gone
Coro Lake up in this bitch
Now you know it's super on

[Chorus: Mack B]
It's on, and nothin' can save you
Coro Lake comin' straight from the West Side
Strapped like jab on your lame ass
It's on, and nothin' can save you

[Verse 2: Lil Grimm & ?]
Chiefin' on a lonesome in a room full of doom
Let the thing, take control, had to [?] a nigga soon
[?] Grimm is the [?] jump if you wanna jump quickly
Pop a pill [?] to my trunk
Demons creep in my sleep, so dead niggas talk to me
Real so high [?] lay the bodies in the lawn
Comin' to the torture table, I'mma make you go insane
Crucifixes and a sword [?]
Revelations got me scare, hell or heaven, where the soul?
Well over the rainbow
When my soul lies, now nigga finna hypnotize
Took it from the CL Click bitch, your crucifix

[Chorus: Mack B]
It's on, and nothin' can save you
Coro Lake comin' straight from the West Side
Strapped like jab on your lame ass

[Verse 3: Mac E]
Step up on the scene, smellin' like dope
Bustas now sayin' I know they get coke
The smoke when I blowin' [?] Pokky, Lil Terry and Mony [?] for the Corry
Comin' straight from the Westside, don't you punk [ride?]
Gon' creep, Murda One on the darkside
Deep on the crypt, niggas [?] I can see
For the niggas that wanna goin' test Lil E's speed
Pussy, like, I know you're gotta say, .38 [to face?]
Don't tolerate bullets, for your [own sake?]
Dig and [make a script?] for a lawyer so I gotta come clean
Then [wrap?] the murder scene, [loiie the real me]
Cause I'm smokin' blunts, gettin' real crunk, strapped with the double barrel pump
The back of the chevy trunk
Jump if you wanna jump, nigga jump cause you ain't crunk
Cause you wanna be mortuary you'll see

[Chorus: Mack B]
It's on, and nothin' can save you
Coro Lake comin' straight from the West Side
Strapped like jab on your lame ass
It's on, and nothin' can save you
Coro Lake comin' straight from the West Side
Strapped like jab on your lame assass