Artist: Lin Brotherz f/ G.I. Album: Ch'ing Dynasty EP Song: Fuk Y'all Typed by: Cilvaringz, Tha Masta [G.I.] I roll with all my niggaz livin the struggle Mind shovels, intercepts to lapse hustle Cease the caution, cardiacts arrest, confess, my shit is stressed Humanically blessed, but ain't no mercy to contest Me not express, feelings, deal with empty vacant ceilings It's like neighborhood drug dealings Come on a bring it, you Juggernaut be flaming once spared Ask not when my name drop, trip over the style Hard to keep a low profile, when speakers goin bugged-ch-ch-buckwild Lives risk to high risk, when stupid on cannibis Minds murderous, the Charle Bronson deathwish The serials of coarse storm, and riders is boom, Yo.. move on, move on.. [Barracuda] Lyrically strapped with gats, origin blind effects Golden axe blade, excalibur swing Speakin parables beyond the basic, beyond the sacred My words felt attracted to the beat and raped it I stated knowledge, serve all fiends like topics or rockets from helicopters, we obnoxious boxers breakin backbones of clones Rippin spines of swines, down ever since the fall of Rome Since the news broke out, sharks, snakes and tarantulas Imagine the status, sink into the mattresses Actin like members, to me it's like a fetus Cut the bloodstream of these creatures They're preachin lies, I see it in their eyes They lookin for acceptance with weapons behind they back They want war, I'm a carnivore lookin for beef so Fuk Y'all! [Cilvaringz] Fuck y'all analog niggaz we be digital Fuck y'all Jack Nickelson rap we're Spartacus Marvelous son yo' you don't want a part of this Hydra-headed unification poetic lords of darkness And bloodshed, you must get, my slugs slit the physical niggaz from their construction Let your gutts spit the fear, the niggaz spazz out like crazy Collaborate with killer dunn dunns, sluggin out fugazies Heavensent, hell is near, baby dragons Slice your veins with Lady Heroin Fuck the Henshmen, Fuck the Kjuda's, Fuck the GI's Fuck the Cilva's, nigga fuck you it's Fuk Y'all I buck y'all like two pistols, release missles Decrease sizzles, find us 'peaced' when we mingle My fan-club expands thugs with holy jingles Fuck the hand, get the finger, the middle