Shanks

Lyrics

[Hook: Lil Jack] 4x Shanks nigga, shanks nigga Gimme everything out yo bank nigga Shanks nigga, shanks nigga I bet that you don't gimme up them brains nigga [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] A jungle of concrete, they stick you in lock down for 23 and a half hours a day Black Guerrilla Family, Aryan Brotherhood in this place where all the killers they play Vice Lords and Gangster Disciples, the massacre mob, ain't no guards concernin' me A killer's sword into your jugular, ain't no damn surgery, ain't no infirmary Come in this bitch with a nickle, next thing you know: you in this shithole for 15 years Never come home 'til your bitch move on, all your kids are grown - you got no kids Mommy just died but you can't see the funeral, in restraints at the fuckin' wake You contemplate suicide everyday, if you wanna live nigga better sharpen that shank [Verse 2: Lil Jack] We got sickles and hatchets, kidnap 'em, detach all they h-izz-ead and drop 'em in baskets Many razor blade gashes, murder with passion, stabbin 'em, yellin' out "Manson!" With matchin' caskets full of ?Baffin, back 'em?, before fairly bash 'em until they skull is fractured Your rounds are trash, you niggas stashin' hazards, faggot bastards, wrecked his ass up Get cast-e-rated, don't get decapitated, my guillotine hit his neck, his life evaporated I got a couple gangsta bitches with me masturbatin' She told me "Gucci Mane gay be exaggeratin'" Shanks nigga, you a tame nigga I pull rank, eyes tighter than a chink nigga Shanks nigga, shanks nigga These rappers ain't hard as you think, nigga [Hook: Lil Jack] 4x Shanks nigga, shanks nigga Gimme everything out yo bank nigga Shanks nigga, shanks nigga I bet that you don't gimme up them brains nigga [Verse 3: Lord Infamous] BLAY! You bitches soft, oh so soft, got no balls, ripped and robbed On the yard, callin' god, "Save me god!" - salad toss This ain't Oz prison guards, just like Ricky Ross Lickin' out yo asshole raw, strikin' like a lightning rod Silent lambs into the slaughter If they be trippin' whip them harder 40 Glocc should be ashamed, how you got punked by The Game Penetration is severe, put a slug in his inner ear When it came up out the rear of his brains windshield just got smeared I'll expose a rapper act cuz y'all just pose, you niggas hoes If you came up with that role bitch, I will whoop you out yo clothes Don't believe everything you see, I don't hate, I'm just sick of fakes Even rampages way in the blood, gon' have him evade a stang [Hook: Lil Jack] 4x Shanks nigga, shanks nigga Gimme everything out yo bank nigga Shanks nigga, shanks nigga I bet that you don't gimme up them brains nigga