[Intro]
Yeah
[Verse 1: Claas]
The name is Clizzle and I'm a missile, destroy this game
Aiming at the middle then take these niggas right out the frame
See I ain't playing, go ask around, they will tell you that
I'm the fucking best, ain't no rumor, you can't deny the facts
I'm the champ but those who don't believe it, come test it
You can say you hate me but I'mma make you respect it
These kids love my music, they keep it like an investment
My team don't fuck around, keep talking and get yo chest hit
Southern motherfucker, Texas rapper, I love it all
Talk it how I walk it
Artistic bitches, that southern drawl
Get it like a cobra
Sickest spitter and you can bet
That means you a witness
I am the sickness without the net, yeah
This is my warning
I'm taking over so everybody in front best be looking over they shoulders
Rolling through like the boulder
Don't fucking care what your name is
Looking at ‘em all hip-hop hitman yo that's my aim bitch
[Chorus: T-Razor]
Yeah
Face down on the asphalt
Keep speaking our names
We run up on you with them choppers and squeeze
Juggalos, Claasholes and mobsters
We be spitting disease
Yeah, uh
Face down on the asphalt
Keep speaking our names
We run up on you with them hammers and squeeze
Juggalos, Claasholes and mobsters
We be spitting disease
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1: Claas]
The name is Clizzle and I'm a missile, destroy this game
Aiming at the middle then take these niggas right out the frame
See I ain't playing, go ask around, they will tell you that
I'm the fucking best, ain't no rumor, you can't deny the facts
I'm the champ but those who don't believe it, come test it
You can say you hate me but I'mma make you respect it
These kids love my music, they keep it like an investment
My team don't fuck around, keep talking and get yo chest hit
Southern motherfucker, Texas rapper, I love it all
Talk it how I walk it
Artistic bitches, that southern drawl
Get it like a cobra
Sickest spitter and you can bet
That means you a witness
I am the sickness without the net, yeah
This is my warning
I'm taking over so everybody in front best be looking over they shoulders
Rolling through like the boulder
Don't fucking care what your name is
Looking at ‘em all hip-hop hitman yo that's my aim bitch
[Chorus: T-Razor]
Yeah
Face down on the asphalt
Keep speaking our names
We run up on you with them choppers and squeeze
Juggalos, Claasholes and mobsters
We be spitting disease
Yeah, uh
Face down on the asphalt
Keep speaking our names
We run up on you with them hammers and squeeze
Juggalos, Claasholes and mobsters
We be spitting disease
Yeah
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