What what what what

Yeah yeah

Who the fuck want it?

Yeah yeah, set it off niggas

Transform transform



[poet]

Yo, i'm at cha'll niggas, assault and battle y'all niggas

My gat splatter niggas, my style dazzle niggas

Screwball empire, poet spit fire (fire)

Niggas wanna die, come try'a...piledriver

My family's hydra, but we smoke hy-dro

Mixed with the chronic, some niggas sniff blow

Some niggas smoke dust, fuck around get bust

Severly touched, crushed, your times up

Ya rhyme sucks, ya crew's weak

When the smoke clears, i'll be there, standin on my two feet

With the mic in one hand, and the otha my heat

Represent vernon, tenth, and twelth street



[hostyle]

Man, i brake a broom stick off in yo' ass

For long cash, screwball blasts the raw facts

And its long lastin, yeah

A lot of crews are soft like puddy

They see me they runnin from me, my rhymes they study

Subject, art of descruction, come to reck

Wanna give props to mercy for your ??? drops

Set it on my man phil, then my eyes get chinky

Here's kinky, then i'm ghost like blinky

I'm pacman, lyrics thats written by a mad man

And my grip is like a mental asyllum when i write 'em

Ignite 'em like a bullet from my glock when you pull it

To all pieces, when the rough shit releases, yeah



Chorus: screwball and capone



(do what?) pushin' weight back (nigga we'll win)

(what, what) clack clack clack clack (screwball)

(we're the illest) can you dig that? (i can dig that)

You didn't know, only time keep 'em villians (take it there)

I wanna hurt something (nigga we'll win) i wanna hurt something

Don't make me do something (we're the illest) (what)