Yo nigga, where was you at last night?
Yo nigga, we was up in that club, nigga
Them Syndicate niggas turned that shit off
(Yo, fuck them bitch ass niggas)
Yeah, them niggas got money
(Fuck all them Syndicate niggas, them niggas ain't shit)
Yeah
(Motherfuckers think they run shit
'Cause them
Motherfuckers got a little bit of money and shit)
True, man
(Fuck that bitch ass yellow nigga, Ice-T too)
I don't like that nigga
(Fuck them niggas, right)
Fuck
(Niggas don't wanna see me, wanna see my motherf—)
Yo, fuck is that? Ugh
Now nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga please
I scratch MC's like dogs scratch fleas
Breeze, you competition, never flinchin'
Indo keep me high and I'm always on a mission
When it comes to gettin' down, I gets the lowest
Bank like George Foreman, kick ass like Chuck Norris
Only fuck with women with the cool smellin' coochie
Twistin' up shit just like Kristi Yamaguchi
So those who wanna step into the silk white cleats
Come get this lyrical ass whoopin' that's gon' last for weeks
We got freaks, hardcore hip-hop gangster beats
Niggas that'll do you, leave you dead in the street
Recognize true this, this is how we do this
Barrel to your motherfuckin' back, who's this?
It's the lyrical Rhyme Syndicate killa
And fuck all you niggas
Now you wanna fuck with us
'Cause you recognize game, you recognize real motherfucker
Syndicate forever, posse of the clever
Now you wanna fuck with us
'Cause you recognize game, you recognize a real motherfucker
Syndicate forever, posse of the clever
The Rhyme Syndicate will never die
Well, let me tell you why
'Cause we the locs that's always gonna hoo ride
If you hear me, then I know you know the danger
I snatch mics from MC's, I'm overwhelmed with anger
Behavior of a maniac, that's all I have in me
Rhymes get brutal when I lock my mind and simply
Simply a menace, the gangster found in Guinness
The one last murderer that never served a sentence
Wiser than an Asian devoted to his books
I learned from ghetto crooks, gave up bangin' for a hook
Now I'm much, much stronger when my tonsils do get flexed
You wanna get hexed, then please just fuck with my set
Roll a '95 Caddy, we use it like a hearse
In search for little punks that think they down 'cause they cursed
Man, fuck you motherfuckers, you ain't shit, you ain't crazy
'Cause Rhyme Syndicate be doin' dirt on the daily
Now you wanna fuck with us
'Cause you recognize game, you recognize real motherfucker
Syndicate forever, posse of the clever
Now you wanna fuck with us
'Cause you recognize game, you recognize a real motherfucker
Syndicate forever, posse of the clever
Kill or be destroyed, toyed with you niggas long enough
Now I'm strong enough to bust out handcuffs
Return of the rough, the rugged, so fuck it
Rollin' in a bucket, trackin' down my ducats
The fact that I be bustin', hoes lustin'
Blowin' fools away like wind gustin'
Head rushin' like headhunters
So I hunt heads, leavin' fools dead in the red
Hear me, what I said? It's the Syndicate
I yearn for the day we call it tourniquet
To pinch off all bustas who ain't earnin' it
I'm burnin' it with killas, stealers, car stealers
Cat peelers, big wheelers, cool like a chinchilla
Livin' in a villa, so nigga, pass the Millers
And let me take you back to the days of croaker sacks and Cadillacs
When niggas broke they back on the street to make ends meet
We roll deep in the midnight hour on the creep
Now you wanna fuck with us
'Cause you recognize game, you recognize real motherfucker
Syndicate forever, posse of the clever
Now you wanna fuck with us
'Cause you recognize game, you recognize a real motherfucker
Syndicate forever, posse of the clever
Now you wanna fuck with us
'Cause you recognize game, you recognize real motherfucker
Syndicate forever, posse of the clever
Now you wanna fuck with us
'Cause you recognize game, you recognize a real motherfucker
Syndicate forever, posse of the clever
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