Overlord Gruff I'm from the set
Cuz, who wanna bang?
Take it how you want them
Run up on them Cuz what you claim?
Pistol packing keep my thumb tucked
Max out everything
I bet the ground catch him
When I snatch him out that wedding ring
Gruff doing good fella, who gotta problem
My chopper got a hundred rounds
Who want to dodge them
Ain't nobody breaking bread
Nothing but bologna
So when that ketchup gets
To running out your stomach, (stomach)
I need my lettuce yesterday
Understand my business motto
Guano Records tried to toast me
While I'm drinking out they're bottle
Being self-sufficient is the key
My thresholds been modified
So shut your damn mouth
When you talking bout them Guano guys
Fingerprint Tony let that sucker stuff duck him
Recognize a warrior when I'm tipping back Russian
I gift-wrap when I buss it
I'm the last one to get dusted
Got them demons all in my head
And they said there not to be trusted

I can take you to a place
That you don't really want to go
Where guerillas get their paper
And they let their trigger blow
I could put you on the hood
The horsepower from my whip
Got me chilling like a villain
Hundred killers on the strip
I can take you to a place
That you don't really want to go
Where guerillas get their paper
And they let their trigger blow
I could put you on the hood
The horsepower from my whip
Got me chilling like a villain
Hundred killers on the strip

Open up Loc! Your big homie let it bounce
By the pound Loc, or let it go by the ounce
I'm from the town, Loc. Southside Pomona
You is not the one that's going to
Run up like you want to do something I'm a hog!
Taking the plate riding around its off safe
On your part of town – I got the crown
When I come around its fate
Look, witness the drama your facing
Look at the trauma little mama is taking
Making and saying a couple of prayers
Won't do you good the devil is waiting
Bet it ahead of the rest
Sever the head of your flesh
What's a fade huh?
Sticking a fork inside of him
When the lights get low imma body him
I'll bully the track as Hit man
C. Michael with my rifle
My eyes low – got that hydro
I'll burn you guys like pyro

I can take you to a place that
You don't really want to go
Where guerillas get there
Paper and they let their trigger blow
I could put you on the hood
The horsepower from my whip
Got me chilling like a villain
Hundred killers on the strip
I can take you to a place that
You don't really want to go
Where guerillas get there

Paper and they let their trigger blow
I could put you on the hood,
The horsepower from my whip
Got me chilling like a villain
Hundred killers on the strip