Kane vs. Undertaker

Lyrics

[Intro: Flee Lord] Grr Grr Grrrr Ah Let's go, woah Yeah PAYNE G4 LORD LORD! [Verse I: Flee Lord] Ring around the Rosie, nigga Bring a pound of doji, nigga (Pound) Know I'm 'bout to blow So, they cling around me, closely, nigga (Hah) Circle full of champs Big blicky in my pants (Boom, boom) Niggas thought I had a brick How I was working this advance (Whip, whip) Uh, 30 for the timepiece I'm servin on the side street Heard it on the IG It's curtains if you find me (Grrrr) Wrestled with a rattlesnake Check me? Where? You out of state (Huh?) Lil' woadie, letting off the Heckler, without a trace (Boom boom boom boom) Me, PAYNE, and G4 We'll sweep you like a clean floor (Get 'em) Drop her off behind the building You tryna eat the bitch raw (Fuck outta here) Educated goons, that'll levitate the room (Yeah) If you're waiting, then you're hating, pussy You better make a move (Make a move) M11 make ya ooze (Grrr) Probably celebrate the news (Grrr) Have you flying up the block like it's propellers in your shoes (Grrr) Ask Gutta if it's knocking Dried the butter off the stocking (Whip, whip) Drop a project every month, Lord Fuck ya other options (Fuck ya other options) Pocket full of Democrats Y'all niggas gon' remember that Finna snack Munchin' in some lamb, and the spinach wrap [Verse II: RJ PAYNE] Cinemax 40 millimeter lens Trim the fat Extended MAC Stop your whole engine Twist your Fender back Been in the trap Every bar I pen is crack Y'all been dropping trash the whole winter That's that Brenda pack Spin it back Men in Black You lucky if you win a 'Lac I'll blowtorch the hair right off a pussy Shit, I'll skin a cat Minute flat These rappers on my menu Where my dinner mat? Reynolds wrap Fuck your dog Shoot up the whole kennel Where my mennels at? .357, Burt Reynolds Get your dental cracked Official work Bet this pistol twerk with a gentle slap Rap goons I bought the half moon Jay Leno back Window crack Desert Eagle bird look like a Diplomat Rappin' different Cocaine Could Talk 7, Crack Edition Pistol flare Your life'll disappear I'm a black magician Fact or fiction Diss me on a track? Another rapper missing Drop so many bullets out the MAC You'll need a mathematician They know my name I've been training for tons of labor Blow out a nigga brains It's Kane and The Undertaker It's PAYNE! [Outro: RJ PAYNE] That's what the fuck I'm talking 'bout LETHAL PAYNE, nigga RJ motherfuckin' PAYNE and Flee Lord BIMG Lord Mobb Lunchbox Bully on the beat Let's go