"Yall Don't Wanna" lyrics

"Yall Don't Wanna"
(feat. Ill Bill, Uncle Howie & Kid Joe)

Brand new shit from I'll BILL and Necro
Exclusive coming, it's good
"It's like crack, it's smokin', say it, yeah, buy it"
Yeah, but it doesn't dissapear like that, it stays with ya
"Are you dying or crying?"

We causin' a massacre, the most terrible y'all seen
Ill Bill more infamous then Chemical Ali
Continuous live coverage from the frontlines
Dump nines
Splatter heads across the camera lens
I've heard enough lies
No truth, honesty's a smokin gun
While watchin' the world on television
I bury my dome in drugs
Yeah, I shot Nixon, shot Reagan
This is Non Phixion
Stop hittin, I'm gettin paper
I'm not patient
I pop pussy to pop gauges
I'm outrageous
Killed crowds on rock stages
I'm a hip hop favorite
The star criminal poppin off gats in God's living room
We animals, stay away from Brooklyn, it's a zoo
The black Benz with the 20 inch rims
Gunslinger'll leave you lookin like the bloodiest gimp
Blast you in your knee caps, it's the funniest shit
Dump in your mouth
Kill you right in front of your kids

You don't wanna fuck with us
Psycho+Logical street villains
You don't wanna fuck with us
Kid Joe's a gangsta

What's this I hear? I'm smoking crack
What's this I hear? I'm shooting dope
What's this I here? I didn't do bids?
What's this I here? Howie ain't real?

You think you're sick you'll be really sick
When I sick a pitbull on you and you get bit
You got a big mouth, see, I got a little posse of kids that get to the point at the flip of a coin
I'll stab you and your boys where your groin and your belly join
I twist a knife
I live a sadistic life
Your whole team will be sniffin codeine
To stop the pain from the nose bleed like a coke fiend
You get duffed even if I was hand cuffed
Every cat in my click could stand up
I'll crack you in your skull with so many bombs
You'll look like you hit a bong like you was Chong
I'm waitin for you with so much hate
You can bag it up light weight and sell it to anyone that escapes
You got a nickle plate
But I manipulate the 38 out of your head
And bust your chest plate

You don't wanna fuck with us
Psycho+Logical street villains
You don't wanna fuck with us
Kid Joe's a gangsta

What's this I hear? I'm smoking crack
What's this I hear? I'm shooting dope
What's this I here? I didn't do bids?
What's this I here? Howie ain't real?

You don't wanna fuck with us
Psycho+Logical street villains
You don't wanna fuck with us
Kid Joe's a gangsta

What's this I hear? I'm smoking crack
What's this I hear? I'm shooting dope
What's this I here? I didn't do bids?
What's this I here? Howie ain't real?


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