[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