The only place to be The of all controversy West end of the to the Midwest
Pistol packin' and money mackin' rappin' about the Where killas keep it crackin', too and gritty back In the dizzy was happenin' gafflin' many cacklin' Now we packaging crack and the will pop
Kansas City, Missouri feel the fury of the inner Poverty stricken novelty spittin', me quick Into the bottom, we be thizzin' No apology given you trippin' we lick a shot
You get to brawl hometown, breakin' a jawbone clown You ain't a criminal, killa be to get up and fall on down Look at the dark side full of the hookers choppers and the coppers they keep the thangs rangin'
You ain't gotta be killa to know that you can die Tryna hide thangs fo the dough after the club Get the skippin' 'cuz trippin' off in the mo'
It doesn't really you go, where you've been Beautiful lands you've been in Gun rains, summer and shine inside, you should be fine
I'll show you, me to the Midwest
It's a city anybody can cause you bodily harm When you on my city, hardly armed Hardly safe to show ya face, apes will With lethal blades, blaze ya fo' the
Nowhere to hide on either side of the wild, the The Prada, and the Millimeter follow'll holla, we scream Go get ya some things go get you a thing, it up With hollow, ones it up like a halogen
Look at the crime rate, no wonder why I hate Keepin' they people, I'm 'em when you leavin' 'em people The bay they'll take 'em if it ain't in the day Hurry, get your people the cage, the Midwest
It's more just a lil' chaotic and if we ain't got it We plottin' of 'em for they chips That'll be the nature of the beast to the peace I keeps my piece I'm in the Midwest
It doesn't matter you go, where you've been Beautiful lands you've been in Gun play rains, summer and Stay inside, you be fine
I'll you, follow me Welcome to the
Hands up if ya it, stand up Did ya get it Do ya dig it we the shizer? tough, we can get it manned up When ya a big stress, hella wicked recognize us
Hands up if ya wit' it, up Did ya get it Do ya dig it we the shizer? tough, we can get it manned up When ya to the Midwest
If you we givin' ya a lobotomy, cannibal You Hannibal couldn't imagine my Poppin' be the way ya thinkin' of stoppin' me Get on top of me, quick 'fore I what I got on me
the money, the mackin', the murder is all that we know With the sun and the black on the dirt I'ma me dough Ya maybe the place you can get it for low Get ya pack it gotta get it and go
Never walk in my city when alone draw down the babies out the way, catch a stray in the K-town Boss in my city crawl, never fall down When the spray in ya way, ya betta lay down
Gangsta, mobstas, everybody in the town ya wanna clown Around at the shows, the milli everybody silly, so get ready to hit the flo'
It doesn't really Where you go, where been Beautiful foreign lands been in Gun play rains, summer and Stay inside, you be fine
Where you go, where you've Beautiful foreign you've been in Gun play rains, summer and Stay inside, you will be
I'll you, follow me Welcome to the