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[Intro: Joe Budden] Ladies and gentlemen! Frequency, I present The new fight club up in this bitch (Slaughterhouse) We go by the name of Slaughterhouse And we outta here, only one rule No rule, no rule [Crooked I:] Joey, no rules, gunshots, no prob No jewels, niggaz say I got robbed I'm still wearin my bling And fuck first class, I fly standin on Virgin America's wing Nuts hang, knockin down skyscrapers Take a piss, make it rain, I'm the American dream (uhh) Make it rain, I ain't Pacman Jones Nigga, balls and my word all a black man owns [Joe Budden:] If you in that man's zone, how you figure to gain? Can't bowl a 300 in another nigga lane Better aim, you dealin with a 7-10 split [Crooked I:] That's Long Beach cause we on some 7-10 shit [Joell Ortiz:] Letras de cancionesI've been nice since "227" man, shit I am sick and I'm never gettin better, that's it (Slaughterhouse) Give me somethin sharp to sever that prick Like a group broke up I will dismember that clique [Royce Da 5'9":] I'm a veteran, remember that shit We some internet rappers, then why you on our internet dicks? We'll be there when it's war callin Either we high or we fly or the floor fallin I'm a Tommy gun - it ain't no best The rap game like a St. Louis verses New York battle, nobody won A bunch of fuckin 2's and 3's like zone defense [Joe Budden:] [sighs] Please get at dudes Ortiz (nah, you beast 'em) Hold up won't stop, cain't stop, thank pops Hard-headed, gotta hit a wall first like a bank shot Get it clear - a cokehead's a thin line Between friend or foe, won't let this shit disappear This fiscal year I'm a stay hot buzzin With dudes that help me shoot like A-Rod cousin Walk in my shoes and your feet get callous From Jersey City to Caeser's palace I speak with malice just to make sure the streets get salvaged Real talk, where would all us be without us? Slaughterhouse no fear - too many dudes Tyson Chandler tried to leave they team and went nowhere [Crooked I:] Like Tyson Chandler in the past niggaz on some bullshit Royce, tell Preme I got a full clip (whoa!) Niggaz used to run when they saw Suge's face Faster than Joey and Joell in a foot race Now you ask me where the incident took place Don't check the internet, check hood space You dealin with some intelligent creatures I don't touch guns, I draw with telekinesis No fingerprints on Crooked's mag I'm mixed with good and bad like the Goodfellas and Jesus First Biggie and Jay made it I'll leave a bandana at your murder and make it gang related The bitch at the Shonie's told me homie [Joell Ortiz:] Ortiz, I'm the one and only Pick a spot, I pick apart you dudes who pick a part This ain't a movie, I feel bad like lookin at a pic of 'Pac Niggaz hearts gettin sparked every time I give a arc To my wrist and it twists like a spliff when I'm sittin in the park Tall corny niggaz ain't makin a bigger mark I'll boost drugs, what I does got 'em runnin to get a NARC You guppies unlucky, you in a tank with a shark Teeth crooked like my dog who just finished a vicious bark [Royce Da 5'9":] Flick a dart through your top hat Weak MC's you cannot rap; Freq', where the drop at? Now you mad at Tahiry cause your ass ain't famous Get it nigga? Your "ass" ain't famous Quit talkin 'bout me cause ya ass ain't dangerous They call me Hustler because my mag game heinous Show up to Detroit thinkin +Everybody Love+ you And I'm a come and show you that ya ass ain't +Raymond+ Dumbin every line - me fuckin bitches Like the cops after a murder, they cummin/comin every time Shell-toes and Wissam jacket, the contractor Still pushin elbows like a linebacker And y'all playin - my worldwide bitches On my worldwide watch, I call it the broadband [Outro: Crooked I] SLAUGHTERHOUSE! Y'all know what it is man I know you got that "Padded Room", ow! That motherfuckin "Free Agent" comin soon "Street Hop"! Yeah, hahaha You mighta heard the rumors They thought it was, three quarters of the slaughter length Hahahaha, I'm STILL HERE YOU MOTHERFUCKIN HATERS! Yeah [laughs] Ay, with friends like mine you don't need enemies BLAOW! You do the math Let me drink this motherfuckin vodka and tell you one thing We outta here, OWWWWW! [laughs] Ohhhhhhhhh, shiiiiiiiii-IT! From Letras Mania