I’m Not Perfect Brotha Lynch Hung (Ft. C.O.S. (USA), Crookwood & G-Macc)

[Intro: G-Macc]
This the made or nothing
The game is ours
We'll never foul out
Y'all just better hope we gracefully bow out
The heat is in the oven nigga
(Bake em) (x2)
Let's cook it
It's about time nigga, I've been waiting
This the made or nothing
Everybody know that already
Shouts out to siccs

[Verse 1: G-Macc]
Come on now little Todd
You don't even bang in the hood
Got the G homies thinking that you came from the hood, nigga
Run up in your residential
Meth lab, next stab
Cut a path-able
Right up your green Nova
Next chapter
Hold on
Net page, got the AK murder capital
Put out the magazine, left your [?] and toe tagging em
I'm the last of the dying breed, cardiovascular
I'm eating nine paths of divine meat
Your acting, screenplay
Movie illusion when you're rapping
He's safe, except for the children we will snatch em
Kidnap
Shit acting, click-clacking
Stick em in the back
Shit happens here captain
(Ooh time to eat)
I spit tactical verses who get bit Dracula
We're the most spectacular rappers to hit Sacramento
I mean half of the central
Put the mask on and take the mask off
It don't matter I'm in you
Quick to slash all of em