Time’s Up Killa Klan Kaze (Ft. Three 6 Mafia)

[Intro: DJ Paul talking / Scan Man sample]
Time is on my side, (yes it is) yes it is!
You motherfuckin' hoes! Killa Klan Kaze!
Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies rottin' in them ditches
Killa-Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies rottin' in them ditches
Killa-Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies
Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies
Killa Klan Kaze leavin' bodies rottin' in them ditches

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Mane y'all done let the wrong nigga on this fucking song
Chillin' like a real playa should in my fuckin' home
Rolex hangin' off my arm, let me tie my band up
Plenty wanna go against me but they can't stand up
I packs my caravan up, outsiders in my business
Stay the fuck up outta the face of this clique if you ain't in it
All you local bustas wanna jump on the bandwagon
Since the bandwagon went gold and I'm askin' why now nigga?

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Nigga Juice up in the hood, up on the fuckin' block
Deep in the North where niggas rob and dealers set up shop
Ain't no more strugglin', strictly hustlin', ain't no time for pacin'
I used to pray to God on knees "Will a nigga make it?"
And I still pray from day to day cause livin' ain't no joke
Nobody knows when's they motherfuckin' time to go
So now I'm packin' for attackin' while the cheddar stackin'
And haters still worryin' how these rappers made it happen