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Intro (Welcome 2 Everready welcome to Everready) the religion, first thing I wanna say is, what? Yall can’t fuck wit us (yaw can’t fuck wit us) Verse 1 It’s the one wit a name of a gun look at me momma what I’ve become is a monsta, gangsta, fast but I want ta thank ya for the last (4) 33, cause everybody heard of me, and if they say that I’m fakin’ momma it’s pergery. Cause your son comes with thunder now that’s why they wonder why we headline when I’m underground (8) In this mainstream game, my gang brings pain to cowards, said I’m done. Cali gimme the powder come on wit it, (slap) you industry punks I hope you fakes die cause most of these rappers got a queer eye for the straight guy (12) Was that shit loud enough to hear? Loud enough to echo thru the city and bust ya ears, Patrick Grant tried to sue us for a whole lotta bucks this year sell crazy somewhere else trick were all stocked up here (16) I think I wanna say it again yaw… Chorus Ya’ll can’t fuck with us, no, no can do (Repeat 4X) Big Krizz Kaliko, tell’em Verse 2 Fuck niggas that got it in for me, pretend the crowd still got its energy. Loud rulers finna be crowned through foolin’ around wit ya’s got 2 hands and four thumbs down bitches From biancas and biatrices the theatrics is miracules you don’t wanna go on after us. This is a snippet of ridiculas can’t get wit us flows. Actually a little bit of babblin’ liftin’ your soul up. An we all grown up, and when we blown up don’t getta frontin’ I give ya country boys nuttin. Yo can cut us thirty we stay on for an hour cause them heads bobbin’ in the crowd’s ours (absolute power) My main thang’s takin’ over this mainstream. The game seems like it’s been waiting for a new a-team. Ask Busta Rhymes he said nobody had the gift like him and splif but me and Tech 9 who ya’ll ain’t fuckin’ wit. Verse 3 Ok this the benediction now we gotcha all listen just a fraction of friction, from an act you was missin’ if u would actually listen you’d see who’s ass you’d be kissin’. Your dealin’ wit one hell of a relic ya see I’m Angelic but devils bring out the devil in me I might pull it the bullets ‘ll all be several you’ll see a goodie goodie get hoodie lesson from messin’ wit me. This is my testament Tecca ninas been pressed against walls simply the best to get next to this so I represent all grab your breast to this have mo sex to this pop your crystal, cock your legs a bit rock yo bed ta this drop your big drawlz (12) Tis the man to never wanna take a stand to you chumps in trouble we ‘bout to bubble like shampoo, you might try but you can’t do what Aaron & Sam do you tryin’ to ban who no can do. It’s a celebration bitches