y'all muthafuckas can't hold me back
holdin gats drunk off of cognac
laughin at life and how my goal be makin the hoes react
out to get me eight full of shinin stars
any average rapper will find it hard
to deal with the way my squad puts metal to flesh
my shotie completes the measure of death
i'm only 1100 double threat
terror squad's everywhere like weed smoke
if my pump shotie was sweet chokes
i'd twist the whole place with three strokes
dump this? sawed-off barrel
i send your soul to follow the blast
and see how far the noise will travel
big eaddie's name never lost his value
i told you before on joe's album
we been illin since the holy pharaohs
i still burst you with bangers
me and violence connect and we have our own personal language
and your peoples lack the charm or persona
the sound of my chrome be bangin from home to arizona
my gun be clickin like your chain on my neck
give me a pound or feel the pain in your chest
i only bang with t.s. that's some squad that god returned to the surface
bustin scary-ass burners that burst through your epidermes
niggas respect the verses
to burn whoever's yearnin to hurt this
tell me i ain't bringin the pain
if i ain't leave in a train
i'm probably fleein from puttin 3 in your brain
and i gathered all in the palm of my fist
this is who armageaddon is
but yet in never fall in the game
i need to fatten my stacks
more guns - g-g-gimme dat
more power and respect - gimme dat
this is who armageaddon is
in every sense of the word
and i'm still breathin life through my nostrils
i'ma remain in your faces
until my demise is televised
where all my terrorists at?
throw your guns up in the air
take this muthafucka over
fight for your muthafuckin freedom!