[Intro: Freddie Gibbs]
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Niggas 'bout to run up in your house in a drought
[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Niggas 'bout to run up in your house in a drought
[Verse 1: B-Real]
Every morning I wake up in a bad mood
Attitude fucked up, he's a bad dude
No emotion, numb, wanna lace 'em up
Step out the door like a warrior facing up (what)
Embrace fate, can't wait till I see your brains
You can't look into my eyes, try and you'll see
I'm made of stone, you got a heart of glass, keep your distance
I set the tone on the crescent moon soon, bitches
Growing up in the cut, soaking gangs vital
So insane, pick your brain cannibal style
The nightmares that I'm livin', wouldn't wish on you
Piece is rare like a steak, man, piss on you
Puttin' up bombs, bitch, I hope you fall off
Squeeze, click, bang, body gets hauled off
Send the dogs on you 'fore you get slaughtered
I'm laughing at you, when I hit my J, I'm all off
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Niggas 'bout to run up in your house in a drought
[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Niggas 'bout to run up in your house in a drought
[Verse 1: B-Real]
Every morning I wake up in a bad mood
Attitude fucked up, he's a bad dude
No emotion, numb, wanna lace 'em up
Step out the door like a warrior facing up (what)
Embrace fate, can't wait till I see your brains
You can't look into my eyes, try and you'll see
I'm made of stone, you got a heart of glass, keep your distance
I set the tone on the crescent moon soon, bitches
Growing up in the cut, soaking gangs vital
So insane, pick your brain cannibal style
The nightmares that I'm livin', wouldn't wish on you
Piece is rare like a steak, man, piss on you
Puttin' up bombs, bitch, I hope you fall off
Squeeze, click, bang, body gets hauled off
Send the dogs on you 'fore you get slaughtered
I'm laughing at you, when I hit my J, I'm all off
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