[Intro:]
Yo it's on it again
I got muthafuckin 5 footer, I got Teflon, I got M.O.P.
I got Mr. Walt with the funky beat
Yeah, niggas can't make no muthafuckin noise
Yea yeah
Bring it on
[Teflon]
Now strap on your seatbelt, get ready for blast off
We on the crash course, mission from the moon (Me and my tech four)
Fuck a passport, I'm intergalactic
Get thru this bent and gin for my him, and then bury the hatchet
Fuck it, no games, stuck with Tefluck, 5, Billy & Fame
Recognize the muthafuckin name
All hail the muthafuckin, Tefluck to So So Def
Nigga to ever escape from Sony
Alive, recognize I'm with 5, I get live on stage
Roamin a 4 Alarm Blaze to get mine
All day (Every day) to Broadway (Every day)
Freak the foreplay (All day) (Every day)
More catchy than poison ivy
So if ya wanna get involved with some gangsta shit
Then step lively
For real, still a ill (nigga) real (nigga) real (nigga)
We kill to the fuckin House of Kill niggas
[5 Ft.]
Head on collision, crash got the social in the smash
Like the sanitation apartment we get rid of the trash
5, Teflon, Fame, Billy Danze got the crowd jumpin out of the stands
Like rock bands
Goin to war, with heavy artillery, nobodies killin me
Twenty one gun salute, now you feelin me
Applayin the pressure, add a squeeze on the trigger
Rest in piece to Bloody Red, my nigga
When Brooklyn's in the house
It's time to shut 'em down
Let worldwide catastrophe, just happenin now
Reality, fillin the tragedies of apocalyptic casualties
Side to side with First Family, hot to the death
Gaspin for your last breath
It's critical conditions when the microphone is blessed
"That's right"
