Bodies Fall

[Intro] You motherfuckers is still talkin' shit like Tech Nina ain't breezy right? I got a host of motherfuckers to let you know that the bodies will fall nigga Kutt Calhoun, Prozak, The R.O.C., Blaze Ya Dead Homie From my town and your town nigga goes down e'ry day, all day Ayy Kutt nigga, kill [Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun] I done told you niggas time after time, Blood, the feeling is mutual What I could do to you, what tip of the bullet would prove to you Boy period I've furious styles, and you're little no Boyz n the Hood Acting like you Top Ramen ain't noodle fool AK automatics passing like auto through traffic Break way, from the traffic acting as nothing had happen KC, I'm the drama soldier, the KC mosiah dope Boy now turn your punk ass over, motherfucker [Verse 2: The R.O.C.] The R.O.C. take your life then leave fuck some with me Pipe bomb in every word so follow my lead I destroy any I come across so very fabric Knitted into something I said it I Lotus smoke it then pivot Right into your fast lane I want you observe The way my complex flows submerge then damage your verse I'm a mad man and any think they're worse than this Grab your dick and bring you A-game 'cause I'm the shit [Chorus] Hey mayne let me tell you something Better watch your backpack, we bustin' When you hear that clack clack concussion We made bodies fall Hey mayne let me tell you something Better watch your backpack, we bustin' When you hear that clack clack concussion We made bodies fall [Verse 3: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] The name is Blaze, still rollin' with Smith & Wesson The caliber is 45 for a motherfucker who pressing his luck Homie my niggas get stuck lights off arms a[] by they neck of the Shit is real deep, bustin' out the seven three cali' R.O.C. and Prozak, who your bitch ass gon' tell that? The 45 is locked and loaded, take a picture or quote it "'Cause every where I go, a motherfucker tote it" [Chorus] Hey mayne let me tell you something Better watch your backpack, we bustin' When you hear that clack clack concussion We made bodies fall Hey mayne let me tell you something Better watch your backpack, we bustin' When you hear that clack clack concussion We made bodies fall [Verse 4: Tech N9ne] Tecca Nina sit bustin', put you in my world Afterbirth and blood of a virgin I threw in my curl With the smell of lusting and [?] of human eyed swirl Nuts in the back of the bus 'cause I'm fuckin' them Suicide Girls Sorry and shit, I'm a player's what I told the bitch Fuck her [?] I was trippin' and didn't notice it I comfort the chick and then watch her corrode the brick When watchin' Resident Evil and jackin' off to Milla Jovovich [Verse 5: Prozak] I be merged through the screen of smoke, my vision's blurred From this herb disturb it's Bobby swing from ropes I cling to hopes I try to hide from things I think most Concealed like cloaks you wear your coat, you might just get soaked And shit it ain't no joke I warned you man, we straight to the throat From SAG to Detroit, we thankful for them things that we chose So don't provoke or get close, so Smith & Wesson folks And know that'll get broke, and choke like thick smoke [Chorus] Hey mayne let me tell you something Better watch your backpack, we bustin' When you hear that clack clack concussion We made bodies fall Hey mayne let me tell you something Better watch your backpack, we bustin' When you hear that clack clack concussion We made bodies fall