South Still Speaking

[Intro]

Dedicated to the bitches and the players in the Cutlass

Yeah

We're on your front lawn with the (Statik Selektah) Uh Huh

[Verse 1: Lukah]

Let me welcome you back to the dirty dirty

Might need your vest with me on this journey

You rap niggas, this is where it gets murky

I'm assigning niggas gurneys, fuck where you from, this shit does not concern me

So all praise the South, or nigga get buried

Now nigga, it's too late to scurry, I'ma clap 'em all, then perform taxidermy

Need more stones in Lukah's cementary

The most dangerous mercenary, just ask around, skill set is legendary

Only move with the culture, and if it's monetary

With this razor, I'm like Birdy, I carve 'em up nice and leave my mark

So every time he sees it, it reminds him and puts fear in that nigga's heart

Too much of this bullshit is flooding, but don't fret, I crafted an ark

And to come aboard, you gotta come see me, the South's monarch

Where the roads are dark and the days are nebulous, the grounds are tremulous

But from where the crackers is still prejudiced, the gun laws ain't shit

So in broad day, shit is precarious

Better look over your shoulder and pray to the side where your angel is

See, homie, I'm the impervious, the dirtiest, foul mouth

Nigga, when you see the eminence, the proper respect is to bow

Let's see him kick that wack shit with a Moss barrel to his jowl

I'm on the prowl, got love for the East and West coast

But shit belongs to the South, motherfucker

[Chorus]

Welcome to the Southside, nigga

Home of the red states

That bred us gold mouth niggas

Doe kickers, public figures

Raw spitters, born killers

Money getters, dope flippers

Welcome back to the Southside, nigga

Welcome to the Southside, nigga

I'm in one of the rare states

That bred of gold mouth niggas

Dope niggas, public figures

Raw spitters,born killers

Money getters, dope flippers

Welcome back to the Southside, nigga

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]

Feelin' good, like my trap is bunking, rollin' my brewery, smokin' onions

All that funky funky, you know how we do it

Me and me and my little honey bunny, carry guns, counting money

Anybody tell you they don't want it, must be dummy

In the day shift when it's sunny, make it rain like it is thunder

And I stay chummy with the slummies and the scummies

I write the slummy sunniest since a Afeni's son put Thug Life on his stomach

I thought the slum was beautiful and bunnies on their stomach

Bitch, I'm from the motherfucking dungeon

Name some player shit and I done motherfucking done it

Smokin' northern Cali weed, driving German cars through London

Cali Kush is my consumption, as I'm out the window dumping

Out a Porsche with a whore named Laporsha, she was stunning

So I let her help herself for better, by giving me some money

Dedicated to the bitches and the players in the Cutlass

But you wouldn't understand 'cause you ain't motherfucking Southern

[Chorus]

Welcome to the Southside, nigga

Home of the red states

That bred us gold mouth niggas

Doe kickers, public figures

Raw spitters, born killers

Money getters, dope flippers

Welcome back to the Southside, nigga

Welcome to the Southside, nigga

I'm in one of the rare states

That bred of gold mouth niggas

Dope niggas, public figures

Raw spitters,born killers

Money getters, dope flippers

Welcome back to the Southside, nigga

[Verse 3:Lukah]

It is I, the master of archery

I'm a Southernplayalistic ghetto boy, this cell therapy

It's Mista don't play, riding dirty with auto machinery

I'm the last don standing, it means I'm the South's new ascendancy

And decollating these rappers is one of my many specialties

I put the heads on pikes and display for everyone to see

With their bodies somewhere separately lying dormant for the crows to eat

And your blood becomes a gift, so be grateful that the lost souls can drink

Think twice before you fuck with me

Look what the South created, I'm a menace

And this is first degree and I can't be implicated

And I'm above all disparities, I know them crackers hate it

With all the injustice and black casualties on what you crackers made  it

And from the struggle I emanated, I pray you niggas are barricaded

Because I'm coming out hard and you know pussies get penetrated

My shit been corroborated, the street validated

My reign knows no bounds, I'm the god of all this shit

Let me welcome you back to the motherfucking South

[Chorus]

Welcome to the Southside, nigga

Home of the red states

That bred us gold mouth niggas

Doe kickers, public figures

Raw spitters, born killers

Money getters, dope flippers

Welcome back to the Southside, nigga

Welcome to the Southside, nigga

I'm in one of the rare states

That bred of gold mouth niggas

Dope niggas, public figures

Raw spitters,born killers

Money getters, dope flippers

Welcome back to the Southside, nigga

[Outro]

Your film is now ready to be shelved

Pass the block, bruh, I'm in rotation

Fuck all these niggas that block in, bruh

What these niggas at, bruh?

Right here, bro

Y'all make sure ain't nobody out here. Look right