All Madden (Remix)

[Hook: Phat Kat 2x]

Y'all niggas just rapping

Gon' 'head keep yapping, we makin' shit happen

Run up, cause when them thangs get to clappin'

My whole team is mean, nigga, we All Madden

[Verse 1: Phat Kat]

Ronnie Euro, stay forever ready, (YEAH!) my aim's immaculate

Holdin' the flame steady, please, don't let me get to bussin' (BAH!) Kalashnikov - AK Russian

Built heavy duty, you nigga's ain't saying nothing (Un-un!)

Grown ass man, no time for bickerin' and fussin'

Heard you got locked, and got to singin', like Justin

Post your bail? Have my shooter, blast you with the musket (BAH!) That shit that came out your head, was lookin' like some custard

My moves are silent, plans? Never discuss them

Got hit for your budget, they found you with them

And your body rotten under nuggets, my fortress of solitude Concocted rhymes crush him, will leave all

Y'all shook, like "What did he say?" Lookin' for your remote Quick to press the replay,  step in any booth

And run you suckers, like a relay, Obi-Rhyme Kanobi

Here to kill you slowly, I ain't friendly, so you bitches

'Bout pay me what you owe me, need I say? This is polo

Everyday, you niggas know me, that we makin' shit happen

[Hook 2: Phat Kat]

Run up, just when them thangs get to clappin'

My whole team is mean, nigga, we All Madden

Y'all niggas just rapping

Gon' 'head keep yapping, we makin' shit happen

Run up, cause when them thangs get to clappin'

My whole team is mean, nigga, we All Madden

[Verse 2: Guilty Simpson]

YEAH, uh, still I stand, I'm in mint condition

With time, meanin' I gotta couple bands

Stackin' off of rappin', my dude, so what you sayin'?

NOTHIN', cookin' these suckers in buttered pans

They tell me, "It's a young man's game", I say "Naw"

"It's a grown man's game", I got fans, a shooter

With a high hand, darin' your crew, when the airin' is through?

I'm eatin' rappers, like tiramisu

What I speak, is terror to you, the truth hurt, don't it?

The illest on the earth wrote it, me

And my team, is all the about the green, they hatin'

So I copped another heater, with the beam, want to be kings?

I'll bring an endin' to your dreams, bells I ring

From to Belarus to Phillipines, still supreme

And those who object? I'll shoot a hole in your neck

Round here? We as cold as it gets

[Hook: Phat Kat + (Gulity Simpson)]

(It's All Madden) Y'all niggas just rapping

Gon' 'head keep yapping, we makin' shit happen

Run up, just when them thangs get to clappin'

My whole team is mean, nigga, we All Madden

[Verse 3: Elzhi]

For not following God, you are hollow inside and weren't stable

Now you eat your words, swallowin' pride and turn tables

The thought of even stoppin' me? Lettin' my light shine

Mighta went right into your left, but left out of your right mind

It's not possible, don't cross my path

It's got obstacles, the gossip you jot is writin' fossil fuels

I'm the G.O.A.T, that Detroit raised that

Made his one shot look like, three point plays

From half court, I craft what the fiends on the ave snort

Through paragraphs, to get you high, as a giraffe wart

Cause y'all don't spit as versatile as me, I'm cuttin' you deep

Give you a split personality, this what they thirst for

Perform my first tour, an open mic attempt

I've always had pinstripes, like a pimp

Since what I write's jizzin', and just keep my height risen

So you can't see me when I black out, even with night vision

[Hook: Phat Kat]

Y'all niggas just rapping

Gon' 'head keep yapping, we makin' shit happen

Run up, just when them thangs get to clappin'

My whole team is mean, nigga, we All Madden

Y'all niggas just rapping, UH

Gon' 'head keep yapping, we makin' shit happen

Run up, cause when them thangs get to clappin'

My whole team is mean, nigga, we All Madden