South Memphis Lord Infamous

[Chorus]
South Memphis
South Mem–South Memphis
Sou-so-sou-so, South Memphis
South Mem–South Memphis
South, South, South Memphis
South Mem–South Memphis
Sou-so-sou-so, South Memphis
South Mem–South Memphis
South Mem—, South

[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
Busters better make way, killers of South Parkway
Deep as the pacific, villains in South Memphis
No-end territory, plenty ammunition
Niggas you best to be watchin' your back, 'cause we fuck up the competition
So come and get some 187 invitation, burial insurance and some hospitalization
You never should step in the cell that I dwell in, you don't know what you play, trick
Slug to the skull and a permanent vacation
South Memphis pro and you know, that we loco, dog
Barrel in your throat, as you choke off a blood clot
Teflon in your stomach, guts in your vomit
Wish to fuck up my hood but you ain't that dumb, bitch
It's the Scarecrow, schizophrenic madman
Who rat out the south, trick, run, run, while you can
Slip up, you fucked up, don't get your spine slit, trick
You can't fuck with South Memphis