Goon Call

[Hook: Imam T.H.U.G.] This is kung fu, ninjitsu, hard body Karate Shotty, pop off, street party We think on the streets, Alchemist on the beat Emptied out clip then pistol whip, you with the heat This is kung fu, ninjitsu, hard body Karate Shotty, pop off, street party We think on the streets, Alchemist on the beat Emptied out clip then pistol whip, you with the heat [Verse 1: Killer Ben] Yo I got biscuits out the oven, piping hot huntin' Start something dog Desperado, torque torsion All the ghetto noise spark destruction And embark them ghetto boys To bring hammer head towards touch 'em Nails in the cross for the sins, the mighty cross The greedy double cross for that murky bubble love And how was I to know the county jail was show & tell? You tell me your hustle, I’ll show you where you failed It was money first, no dishonor, live today, no tomorrow Steal before you beg, clap with yo head before we bubble Planking out on hunger pains, not eating they fun and games DC in the bucket chain, these streets ain’t fuckin playin Life on the line when it’s necessary Went in the secondary, to the nature of God, the sanctuary Hate to carry so much malice, method of madness Bail and tell em no, rep for the turf, moment of silence man Whoever said it’s lonely at the top never hit the bottom I ain’t silver spooned, catch the niggas slippin got' em [Verse 2: Planet Asia] Masonic art, PLR, extend sensors Camouflage, hand grenades, M60’s Killa Sha, rest in peace, you’re not forgotten Les Watson, Raymond James, Michael Jackson Brown water, kush purple, halal, bust downs Gold kufis, has blocks, my crack touchdown Amsterdam, convent 125th Yea, Golden Gate, Crenshaw, Malcolm X The pot will block MLK, we keep it shit lick Bulletproof, CLK, 7 6’s Peace God, hallelujah, Merry Christmas Let’s build on all the stars and the planets, knowledge the distance We got 4 billion, 400 million true and livings listening The devil still Willie Lynch'n! [Verse 3: TriState] Ayo Sanskrit, sundown, supreme mathematics Hollow tips dumped out, extreme biohazard Money grant ministry, preach summers of misery For mocking my delivery, hired killers from Italy Soarin, drop em when the felt tip's drawn Then it’s cannons in yo grill, no affiliates to don, we the bomb Itchin to blow, no, scratch that Itchin for dough, the calamine is a fat stack payment A product of the Reaganomic era gone crazy Lookin at the man in the mirror, eyes hazy Suicide samurai gamma ray Plans gamified, thugs amplify the murder rate Focus, the cadence of rhyme got you open Like you just snort a line, I ain’t lyin, we the dopest Burial ground town, 200 thou down Surround sound, crash loud, sick as a mad cow We beefin, salmonella leakin' out the speakers when I’m speakin' Read between the lines of the teacher [Hook: Imam T.H.U.G.] This is kung fu, ninjitsu, hard body Karate Shotty, pop off, street party We think on the streets, Alchemist on the beat Emptied out clip then pistol whip, you with the heat This is kung fu, ninjitsu, hard body Karate Shotty, pop off, street party We think on the streets, Alchemist on the beat Emptied out clip then pistol whip, you with the heat