Judgement Day Featuring Jet lyrics

[Jet]

It`s Judgement Day and like you mothafuckas can`t stop me

Fuck being dropped, nigga, you gotta Glock me

I`m judging these fucking cowards, bitch

Only 18 and feeling that first power shit

Mad Family got a nigga on strong status

These outlanders can`t fuck with factors

And fuck fools who think they bigga

Give me a chainsaw and I pluck another face, nigga

Put on my burners and straight do dirt, bro

Ya gotta loose to gain and the remain there is murder

I`ma start pumping mo` in ya

So it`ll be a fucking bloody job for the coroner

No reasoning, nigga, I got a Baretta, hoe

I gotta show these bitches that Jet is federal

Point black showed me love and I might trust ya

Try to do me and I gotta bust ya, busta

Jet is standing strong with tin Techs

Put`em to your dome cause bullets know how to chin check

And if ya go outta bounce, we gotta serve ya

Pooh`s help (Straight mothafucking murder)



A fucking enforcer causing straight bloodshed

And putting prices on punk mothafuckas heads

Peeling your cap quick, fast

See, I never had no love for your bitch ass

You can`t move me and I don`t blood sport

So have your vest on

When it`s time to check the Judger...



"Judgement Day....."

"Judgement Day....."

"Judgement Day....."



[Pooh-Man]

It`s time to peel some caps

Death is at your door, mothafuckas, and it`s like that

I`m a Seminary soldier, I told ya

Slit ya fucking throat and rip ya head off ya shoulders

Seems ya ran in to a brick wall, sucker

Two sick niggas from the Eastside Gutters

Pooh and Jet hooked up, niggas` skanless

Now I gots to do some mothafucking damage

I`m leaving three corpses behind me:

Mhisani, Banks and that nigga named Randy

Now I`m calling on my nigga Blu

And we suppose to have chainsaw massacre too

See, they didn`t understand me, they tripping

Chopper pissed bitching: (Fry me a chicken)

Saved me and Malachi from the Gutter

And now we about to go for them mothafuckas joggling

I`m hearing voices in my head from them, whispering:

Pooh-Man (you ain`t got no fucking friends, hah haaaa)

I should`ve listen and massacred the Dangerous Crew

But ya gonna pay for fucking over Pooh

I never thought you would fuck me that bad

But now I`m thinking about dismembering your black ass

Chop ya ass up and get a little wilder

And beat your skanless ass to my rock walkers

Damn, murder set you on a fly way

Malachi, tell these mothafuckas...



"It`s Judgement Day, hah hah haaaa..."

"Yeah, you mothafuckas thought it was over with, huh?"

"It all begins here..."

"See you mothafuckas at the crossroads..."
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