Riot Maker/Enjoy

This song is dedicated to Brian Be'zl Dennis And all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Villains Real riot makers This one right here's for the riot makers The moshers, the stompers, the jail breakers We gon' start this shit off right We got KCMO in the house tonight We gon' start this shit off right (off right) We got Tecca Nina in the house tonight (come on) This is the moment for riders and thugs Strippers in body bags, empassin' violence and drugs Poverty, a bunch of minorities die in the clubs They say my music's makin' 'em lose it, I write it in blood This is my music for all my people missin' my music Keep listenin' to it, and like I said, get a pistol and use it Satan shot my homie Maintain with a missile and blew it For the industry, 'cause he was one of the truest I don't know why they be pumpin', it's somethin' Maybe in the music when it be bumpin' It's crunk and it's hella haterific (haterific) Throw your set up in the air is all the DJs really wanna play When it's over, it's lookin' bloody and Satanistic (Satanistic) Killas from everywhere listen to me when I be bustin' shit I'm turbulent, some get nervous when I wreck arenas (wreck arenas) Concert promoters in Honolulu don't wanna see me 'Cause they said that Somoans will riot on Tecca Nina 'Cause I'm a riot maker, that's if you don't know I'm a riot maker, they mosh at my show I'm a riot maker, and I come out bustin' I'm a riot maker, riot maker, I don't give a damn about nothin' Sly dranker, I'm a skyscraper Riot maker Hop in a mosh pit, f'sho You push, you shove, you get elbowed Back on, 'cause this for Fat Tone and Mac Dre All of the soldiers who got gone on that day All my people sittin' in prison, this is for you So won't you listen to the shit that I'm spittin'? Fuck the law and the government they'll hymn your ass up They'll do everything in their power to get a fast buck No right or wrongs, just killer bees out for your honeycomb But you'll find out, when you bind out You can be free if your money long Ever been to one of my shows? Yeah, it might be crazy In Ohio, that shit got a little too hyphy, baby Stage diving and crowd surfing couldn't hold back But they dropped her, now she's unconscious with her skull cracked Now when this happened, it wasn't even during my set They wanted me to give a sign to post up to the hospital, bet When Travis told me we got papers, I thought he was playin' This bitch is suin' Tecca Nina for one hundred grand 'Cause I'm a riot maker, that's if you don't know I'm a riot maker, they mosh at my show I'm a riot maker, and I come out bustin' I'm a riot maker, riot maker, I don't give a damn about nothin' Sly dranker, skyscraper Riot maker Stand back if you're frightened Yeah, get back, 'cause we fightin I'm a skyscraper That's why everybody in my path Is tryna get a little piece of my paper Man, I swear, the Nina will never love them, plug them When I'm rollin with Skatterman and Snug Brim It's Skatterman, cat, Strange Music's black sheep (why?) 'Cause I'm still countin' money off the back streets (ha) Every city, every show, I gotta pack heat (pack heat) This ain't no fucking rap song, check my rap sheet I'm one of a kind, turn one into nine Blow your head off your shoulders, dog It's nothin' but time (nothin' but time) And I never raise my voice You a bum, why should I holler on you? (Holler on you?) With a whisper, I can drop a couple dollars on you Sss-sss-sick them Rottweilers on you Killers bustin' out the windows of Impalas on you A made man in the streets, I made grams Wrote lyrics about my life, dropped an album, and made fans Now I'm chillin' on the tour with the redhead wonder (redhead wonder) Did fifty-seven shows in a three month summer On the deuce, next bitch ass nigga fuckin' with Tech Gon' get found in some park with his nuts in his neck Like you ain't know, we put it down like this Snug Brim, Kansas City, Missouri, Uzi, groupies, doobies, and fins You Suzy Qs ain't no excuse for the sin So watch your tongue, if you wolfin' I get to shootin' over you and your bitch You just assume you tried the shoes and they fit You never knew that I lose you off in the section With your dude in the ditch Whether it's reppin' dog, or movin' them bricks I keep it gutter, little homie Look my records, see I'm doin it big As you can tell, I ain't no regular nigga I'm filled with star qualities Gon' end up with bitches that's naked And watch the bra swallow me It's only so long you can fake it So don't try to follow me You still can't get back up on your feet You're right back where you ought to be I see you failin', 'cause Strange Music got it locked, boy Invest your stock, boy, Kansas City hot boys It's really fuck a hater, smokin' weed, get your papa You can see me now or later, motherfuckin' riot maker 'Cause I'm a riot maker, that's if you don't know I'm a riot maker, they mosh at my show I'm a riot maker, and I come out bustin' I'm a riot maker, riot maker, I don't give a damn about nothin' Sly dranker, skyscraper Riot maker We will shut this motherfucker down We will tear up your motherfuckin' town! Since 1985 Six, six, triple-eight, forty-six, ninety-nine, three Welcome to Everready Enjoy