Turbulence

Lyrics

[Intro] Here we go! [Verse 1: Boogie] I'm that fat boy you really don't wanna fuck with Wrap your ass in duct tape, stuff you in the trunk, bitch Call the wolf up from the mob and make you disappear quick Flip a coin up in the air, I'm on my Javier shit (Javier shit) I am a killer so please push me, my trigger finger's itchin' For a kill and Lucille is lookin' a little thirsty This ain't a game, we on some mob shit Fuck with the squad and you'll get treated as the opps, bitch It's MOB and I ain't goin' out like that It's Bukshot and The Squad, mob gang and that's a fact Hollow tips for my victims 'cause you know this monster strapped Talkin' shit 'bout my family, homie, that ass ain't comin' back My W.C.W. ain't no trick, it's an AK-47 suppressed with a 30-round banana clip And that's a trip, you honestly thought your shit would go legit? The smallest dude in my crew will smoke that ass with a pistol grip, motherfucker [Chorus: Str8jaket & BZO] Tales of the formidable, undying, incredible Mob Feel the rumble of the war drum, here they come now Lock your doors, say your prayers, we are walkin' nightmares Bukshot & The Squad causin' turbulence [Verse 2: Bukshot] What it do? Comin' through, it's The Mob, killer crew Act a fool with The Lunes, better stop, grab my tool It's a monkey wrench, rock it and give a twist Watch how fast your head decapitate, sucker, make a wish 'Bout to blow your candles out, look at how I handle clout Catch 'em slippin' at a local show, we'll smack 'em out Better mind your business when I'm in this Buk Norris vicious, make you sleep with fishes Bona fide, stomp your face, make your momma cry My word is gold, never bluff, no, I never lie (No, I never lie) Block monster, take all your cookies Eat 'em in front of you, blame it on Boogie I don't like spiders, replace 'em with riders Don't like my choice, get your boys and come fight us You don't wanna see me, boy, you wear blinders You're a fool if you think I'll put this shit behind us [Chorus: Str8jaket & BZO] Tales of the formidable, undying, incredible Mob Feel the rumble of the war drum, here they come now Lock your doors, say your prayers, we are walkin' nightmares Bukshot & The Squad [Verse 3: Str8jaket & BZO] Can you feel it when the ground starts to shake? The march of The Mob in the distance, you can hear the drums bang Beware the killers in the mist right in front of you, pistol whip just to punish you Call me Killer Mike, I'll make you Run The Jewels, hunt if you Fuckin' with the wrong ones, crackin' heads like home runs Crazy with the babble 'til the heat comes, almost feels demonic Supersonic with the J.J. Fad, super mag Empty that all 'cause my success got you stupid mad, fuck 'em I'm bringin' damage to all the vermin My main concern is you squirmin' in the furnace I burn this one blunt for the squad puttin' pressure On you like a tourniquet, Mobstyle Music tournament You heard of it, I know you have, you're probably somewhere searchin' it I'm reserving a seat for you inside the hearse you get The worst of it, a perfect fit, of course the best is yet to come Blow a fuckin' hole up in your chest and read the rest of some [Chorus: Str8jaket & BZO] Tales of the formidable, undying, incredible Mob Feel the rumble of the war drum, here they come now Lock your doors, say your prayers, we are walkin' nightmares Bukshot & The Squad causin' turbulence