[Verse 1 - Fredro Starr] Hey yeah, we're coming in You can feel the place crumbling Gotta tumble in Legal back it up, nigga come again! We're coming in You can feel the base crumbling Gotta tumble in Niggas chop it up, we gotta dumb again Son, throw your guns again Shots for the dead and gone Niggas that wrong, took your chain You got dead it on Broke killers, dope dealers what I'm rapping for Them broke niggas, that's why I keep rapping forward I keep rapping till get reprimanded The way I shoot with the left, niggas think I'm left-handed Niggas get left stranded with the tech 9 When I connect 9, leave your body ready to collect time Never let nobody disrespect my Rushed where you were when you hit me on your right lines Cause anything you say can and will be used against you And this against the shit that you don't want a nigga into [Hook] Powerful impact Boom, boom! Powerful impact Boom, boom! [Verse 2 - Sticky Fingaz] Fuck on this stranded wing Gun shots let it rip I still play the blank blink This is what you better get Death is always settling, fuck your confederate 20 years later, same niggas, just a better whip Ya niggas delicate, one hitch ahead and split I don't work for penuts I'm a tiger, not an elephant! But for now I stay to quit just for the hell of it! Just to bitch at asses once I call settlement Ain't nothing changed but the Glock and the caliber You funny ass niggas is not in my caliber Caught me acting crazy, you can pop in the cabbage, bro Niggas need to stop, before I caught back the hammer I scream so much, I type in all caps You couldn't fuck with me, if I was writing your raps What if no gangsta said if it's feel right and [??] Sticky Fingaz get niggas hype and all that [Hook]