Two Guns Up

Feast or fuckin' Famine. Lost Cauze.

Juju Mob. Eyego D. Holla at ya boy! Holla at ya boy!

Yo

The Lost Cauze is about venom

Seein' me is a wild vision

You grown man with child wisdom, I'll kill 'em

My rhymes wildin' the fuck out, y'all chillin'

You'se a small villain

Yo, pray for y'all children

Hail the all wicked

My dick look like a bald midget

And that's something that I'm proud of

My team's strong cause guns equal power

You'se a god damn coward

Your heart skip when the Cauze rip

Been nice since Kane came with the chains and the "aww shit"

You don't remember that

Cause you'se a hip hop toddler suckin' on Similac

Now give it back

Or I'm snatchin'

I costarred in The Passion as an assassin

But they cut it at the last second

You who nicer than Reef?

No suburban nerd rapper, no guy in the street

Take your face and beat you with it

I take a nap while you rap

Wake up, make a snack, come back and eat you wit it motherfuckers

It's the Cauze

Throw two guns up

JuJu Mob

Throw two guns up

Counterparts Crew

Throw two guns up

Philly run shit

Throw two guns up

Eyego D

Throw two guns up

All my wild motherfuckers throw two guns up

All my wild motherfuckers throw two guns up

Fuck with me and you're gonna die

I'm the type to Short Circuit on you guys like Johnny Number 5

You disappear like Steve Gutenberg

I'm the line where madness and music merge, abusin' words

Drug addict, booze and herb, you shittin' on who?

You couldn't move a turd

Look what I do to brain cells, just think what I can do to nerves

I'm only give you what you deserve

No false idols you should serve

End up sleepin' in a bed of flames

I'm on course

A horse like Edgerrin James

Leave your head in pain

Wrapped in ace bandages

I got 31 flavors kid, get your banana split

Look at my mind, show me where the damage is

Your CD's between dirt and grass that's where I sandwiched it

Don't be surprised when I flip out on you guys like Nas

After his moms died from the cancer shit

My flow's sorta like the sun heat

Go to war one deep, now Throw Your joints in the air like Sonsee

Word to Papa Doc

Reef's strong like a rasta's lock

Cop a squat and listen to

How we rock your top

Mad Flava like I rock the clock

Around my neck and roll with Chuck D

You an actor with a lot of props

I'll tear your set apart

You a bench warmer who will never start

I'm cold blooded like Leather Heart

Aim sharp, hit whatever mark

With dead heat precision

It's the life of a dead beat musician

I'm no joke, who said Reef was kiddin'?

Half you MC's can't connect beat with rhythm

Unnatural spitters, I roll with actual niggas

Not posers who just be actin' official

I got a Jones like Too Tall

You couldn't move me with a U-Haul

You a bunch of faggots and goofballs

This the new laws

Feast or Fam motherfuckers. Another classic. Who fuckin' wanna battle me with this rap shit? Get smacked backwards. Get your whole shit beheaded son. Get your whole fortress caved in. For real. Shouts out to West Philly. My fuckin' grandma and shit. Yeah!