Bang!!! (Grind Time Anthem)

One, two, three Yeah, motherfucker, I'm back from the dead Driving like a bat outta Hell in a red Caprice classic, I spit acid I don't rap ringtones, I flow classics I am Dirty South hip-hop, what's happening? True shit-talking, you ain't into battling You know I let the gun go like a Gatling Favorite fucking rappers I am embarrassing God in the building, nigga, ain't no comparison I don't need swagger, I'm just arrogant Martin Luther King Drive made me this way And I've been real G before Atlanta went gay I'm down by law, what more can I say? Got a new AK, a new Chevrolet Now which fuck boy on the block wanna play? I'm the best fucking rapper you will find in the A (find in the A) Grind Time Rap Gang, they're those guys The truth and the whole truth, they don't lie They just do (do), do (do), they don't try And if anybody got a problem, they gon' ride Like bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Sidekicks hate, they don't wanna see me conquer Fired my boss, I don't need no sponsor Truck jewelry got me looking tough like Tonka Robber try to touch, lose his arm like in Rwanda In the concrete jungle, you prey or a hunter When you kill a nigga, they say his soul haunts ya I'd rather sleep with a ghost than sleep with the fish Be judged by 12 than carried by six Rather walk like a man than ride a nigga dick .45 got the king-size jeans on sag Don't make me put another skull and cross on the flag Grind Time Rap Gang, rep that flag Bang, bang, bang, the MAC on your ass Charging with the Hemi, going vroom-vroom fast Head full of smoke, every packet got cash No love for the haters, you can kiss my ass (kiss my ass) Grind Time Rap Gang, they're those guys The truth and the whole truth, they don't lie They just do (do), do (do), they don't try And if anybody got a problem, they gon' ride Like bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Leader of the Grind Time get money Rap Gang Dope-ass flows, lyrically, I'm cocaine Dope dick for the bitches, dope lyrics for the dope man King Kong is the beast, man, no cage, no chain Top of the world, white girl in my left hand Some monkey-ass niggas better hear me, clearly Any motherfucker ain't rappin' payin' dearly I'm talking weekly, monthly, yearly Until you punk motherfuckers learn to fear me I'm on some G shit, I got a G card I hit a nigga head, leave his ass a retard I'll have his momma saying, "No, take me, Lord" Preacher in the pulpit, the choir sings And on the first row, a momma cries and leans The young fella had to die, it's a goddamn shame But it's Grind Time Rap Gang, bang bang bang Grind Time Rap Gang, they're those guys The truth and the whole truth, they don't lie They just do (do), do (do), they don't try And if anybody got a problem, they gon' ride Like bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Ay, ay, ay) (Ay, ay, ay) (Ay, ay, ay) (Ay, ay, ay) (Ay, ay, ay) (Ay, ay, ay) (Ay, ay, ay) (Ay, ay, ay)