We Violent Too!

Lyrics

[Intro: King Gordy] One, two, fuck yeah, uh [Verse 1: King Gordy] Welcome to the ultimate mosh pit, your son'll be drop kicked We'll cut up his tongue but of a gun he'll get clocked with 101 rubbles your son is a target, concussion and blood puddles The cops ain't gonna stop shit You're coming for trouble if your ass up in the moshpit Were knuckles just punches you in the front of your eyepatch You're stumbling fumbling blood is running out of your sockets Someone snuck you now they stuck you have you come out your pockets Look above you the bear loves you, they're rocking your song It kinda numbs you it's one tooth that's out of your mouth Now it's all calm down, see you're almost out of it But he's bound in this rowdy shit don't care how fucking loud he gets He just wiling high as a kite, he's out of his shit Getting life in the pit, might even have to die in this pit He came to fight inside a riot, likes to die for the pit Now throw your horns up, let's see how fucking violent you can get [Chorus] Yeah! Heard you wanna get pumped up Well why would you sit down? Man get the fuck up We violent (We violent), we violent (We violent) We violent (We violent), we violent (We violent), we violent I heard you just got knocked out Well wake your ass up and wile the fuck out We violent (We violent), we violent (We violent) We violent (We violent), we violent (We violent), we violent [Verse 2: King Gordy] Mr. Nice Guy is dead, we might find his head On the side of a Popeyes in a red lobster bag It's me the fat father, better known as dad I'm running homes with mags bones up under grass I change the forecast with the thunder and rain Jump in the ring, you feel me fag, mumble the name Crumble the Jane, but it to flame Fuck fame, all I need is enough chain To get me a click bang, my wrist bang Give it up bitch, now my wrath plain I lay a nigga down like a freshly made French braid F K till I'm breathless in the sick bay If they wanna test by my address I'm Ebay I get around like pee stains and cheesecakes I hunt them down, a couple rounds is [?] Rest in peace to a brother and son Best friend to Minnie hated by no one [Chorus] Yeah! Heard you wanna get pumped up Well why would you sit down? Man get the fuck up We violent (We violent), we violent (We violent) We violent (We violent), we violent (We violent), we violent I heard you just got knocked out Well wake your ass up and wile the fuck out We violent (We violent), we violent (We violent) We violent (We violent), we violent (We violent), we violent [Verse 3: Fat Killahz] [?]