I’m Dumpin’ Makaveli & Dillinger (Ft. Big Tri, Eastwood, Plague (1) & Roscoe)

[Intro]
Blast off
Dump, dump, dump, um a dump
Dump, dump, dump, um a dump
Dump, dump, dump, um a dump

[Verse 1: Roscoe]
I got hand grenades, land mines and Glock nine’s
Triple beams, screams and busted spleens and broken spines
Broken bones and open domes from explodin’ chromes
I got a home in Rome, how you holdin’ homes?
You still throwin’ stones, breakin’ niggas for they figures shootin’ bones
I got every kind of ammo; from Glocks to sling shots and rocks
To a Heckle and Koch with a close potent red dot
With a red spot on your fore-head (Forehead)
We blowin’ up countries with nuclear war-heads
The plague spreads, Generation X
Bustin’ old heads with hollows, penetratin’ ya neck
Came here in a bucket
Got away in a Lex, don’t flex
They won’t find the body, just pieces and specs
I got full clips and 2 Tek’s, but I never put the safety on
On a Kawasaki racer you can never chase me on
Never catch me on, my heat tightly in my palm
One more step I’m blowin’ off shin’s and fore-arms
I’m Dumpin’