Texty:
Like It Or Not Lion S Den

If you're sweatin' us, we attack. All up in your grill. You fuck with these lion hearts and some blood is gonna spill. Our minds our solid, and our gaze

and displayed it graphically Direct order, hit the border, then slaughter Horrific torture by prolific authors Shape and mold MC's, like I'm playin' the skelly top It's

will lead to your indictment Whether or not you like it, still, number one I hype it Your album, rewrite it How many MC's, wannabemceez Never be MC's

t give a fuck, walk inside the lion's den Take everybody?s chips, about to cash them in Up your catalog dawg, mine's worth to much Like Mike Jacks ATV

Powder put out you hand' and why would why To take this five there's a party tonight and you're invited It's at the lions den doors open at ten Can't

in your face// I'm taking your space Nigga, don't act like you know me// Cause I'll fuck your girl whether she likes it or not, like I was Kobe// I

like Bob Dole Chronic keep my balance Cause good and evil are having a custody battle over my soul Like Macaulay Culkin's parents My hair's like lamb's

Mortal Kombat whether it's the blind or the mute Cripple a idiot, dunn, it sounds ridiculous Rapid flow got you petro, my voice echo, echoes Off the Wall Street money we stack like

like dimes and not even the Devil Can stop me cause it's matter under mind I'm fucking up your mind like a hallucinogen (Are you hot, Lord?) I heat it up like