Spit Fest

[Intro: Crooked I]
Yeah
Whatchu know about them Horseshoes?
It's official, nigga

[Verse 1: Julius Luciano]
My MAC double 1, blast you with power, gun stashed in my trousers
Give me half an hour, it'll be a blood bath in the shower
I devour the weak, you say you can beat me
You lyin' outta your teeth, I shouldn't allow you to speak
I'm untouchable, out of your reach
You say you down with the streets
I drop you, you really down with the streets now
Red dot ya dome, you dead when I squeeze, blaow
Your hat fly off the top of your head, like a freestyle
Let's switch the topic, you ain't hot, nigga, stop it
You get hit with the biggest rocket, and man, I don't mean Yao
I battle any rapper you name, I'm slaughtering
Take your shine like I was snatchin' your chain, I'm sharper than...
Dracula fangs, this cat is insane, faggots get maimed
The jaggedest blade, plasma'll stain your fit (Wooo)
You stagger in pain, I clap at your frame with accurate aim
Splatter your brain, in fact, I'm deranged, I'm sick

[Verse 2: Dice Dinero]
I step in the place, with a MAC-Milly, stuck in my waist
But if I was broke, it'll be gettin' stuck in somebody's face (Yeah)
But whatever the case, this raw dog is always out to get ya
Whether it's bone on bone or this nine that'll split ya
Or my chrome on chrome, double barrel, that'll hit ya
Or my titanium, double sharp blade, that'll slit ya...
Throat, at mach speed and in this Western Conference
Nigga, I'm the top seed and can't nobody stop me, so
Come meet the art of war, nigga, whatchu waitin' for?
I double bogey your score, on a par 4
I'm 10 times worse than the definition of hardcore
So, no wonder why you don't wanna tangle with this warlord
'Cause I got a 4-4 and I'll send forward, four...
Bullets through your car door and after that, send four more
'Cause I rep Dynasty, bitch
And the Horseshoe Gang is always known for puttin' holes in a snitch

[Verse 3: Kenny Siegel]
I let bullets from the gun hit you, become one with you
You could be 7 foot 5, you'll be 6 feet when I'm done with you
Nigga standing, keep still 'cause this bandit keeps steel
When I shoot, I won't miss you, but your family will
They'll be mourning like Alonzo
Or the first period of the day, you'll be a John Doe
Don't get your throat slit, back up
When I drop you, you won't get back up
If you want to, then go get backup
'Cause this four-fifth packer
I'll be happy to unload clips at ya
Your whole clique scatter
I'm so sick, act up
And the D-Eagle will leave you deceased
I'm not against increasing the peace
But my pants keep creasing the piece
We'll raid your place, we'll break your face
And give you liposuction, I mean take your weight
I'm a boss, I must fire, I wet your entire attire
No bodybuilder, but I lift, fuck iron

[Verse 4: Demetrius Capone]
I'm a mass murderer, slash, verbal assassin
Mashin' in a murderous fashion, verbally dispersin' a thrashin'
It's curtains
The hurtin's will worsen
I break jaws, when we face off, I take off, and knock your face off
So fuck increasing the peace, I'm unleashin' the beast
With enough heat in the streets, to police the police
My speech is diseased
The psycho with eyes frozen
I recite flows, that go over your head, just like Trojans
I got a little friend for you to meet, like pacino
And I rob deniros with the heat, at casinos
Squeezin' and reload, lethal as Neo
Leavin' you D.O.A., we don't play, when me and the team roll deep
I knock in your door, creepin' with heat, low
Blow your cerebral to pieces, when you peek through the peephole
Rob cats for their cheese and their kilos
Ballers take shots, that equal at least 4, like a 3 and a free throw

[Outro: Crooked I]
(Wooooooo)
Woooooooooooooooo
(Ha, haaaaa)
Woooaaaaaaaah
Ha, ha, ha, haaaaa, nigga
Y'all ain't fuckin' with that, man
Take me to the next shit
(Uh oh)
They can't fuck with that