Lyrics Nuka Cola - City Morgue

Break a nigga faith for the one time
I sleep without my gun, nigga sometimes
I'm in your face like Muay Thai
Kick back, Liu Kang, bicycle kick fly
I never ran from a nigga
I shot, backflipped, then kickflip Spitfire
Trust when I speak, I don't lie
Bloodshed, Blood side, Eastside, we ride
Little bitch, I don't miss
Niggas get scared when I talk my shit
Little bitch, I don't miss
Niggas get scared when the .45 spit
Walkin' in with that grip
Nigga gonna stand in his own fuckin' piss
Took ya' whole heart, lil' nigga, you scared to death
Gotta fight when I take your breath, one word

If they really want war, you can't line 'em up
Say I got a ruler stick if you wanna size 'em up
I don't wanna speak, I want bodies inside the trunk
Nigga wanna talk, tellin' his homies hit the dust
Me, I like my semi big
Me, I like my 30 clip
Me, I never ever miss
'Cause ignorance is elegant
Me, I like my semi big
Me, I like my 30 clip
Me, I never ever miss
'Cause ignorance is elegant

Chopping off the yacht and I'm bellyfloppin'
Coke in the pot and it's bunny hoppin'
Shotgun, like Elmer Fudd
Two guns, no semi shit
Bitch we choppin' bricks, like Jackie Chan
Bitch I'm hoppin' out the all black minivan (Skrrt)
Shootin' these niggas off right in the face
Big MAC-11 be right on the waist (Rraaa)
Kick that bitch out if she jump in the Wraith
She suck my dick, I just nut on her face
Big Sleezy, move a brick easy
Audemars bust down and my wrist Fiji
And the bitch need me 'cause I pimp easy
Suck my dick raw, you a bit greasy
I never care I don't play with you pussies, (fuck outta here)
Pull up in the mornin' and spray at you pussies
I'll go to war any day with you pussies
I fuck around, put your brains on a hoodie
A nigga's chain, do your thing (Gimme that)
Niggas gon' straight enslave ya' (Bitch)
Niggas gon' test that gangsta' (Bitch)
Niggas gon' break them ankles, (Mula!)
Got the whole block like the blue wall (Work)
Throwin' ice in the pot, let it cool off (Work)
I'ma shoot a nigga' tattoos off (Blow!)
Turn your fucking face to RAGÚ sauce

If they really want war, you can't line 'em up
Say I got a ruler stick if you wanna size 'em up
I don't wanna speak, I want bodies inside the trunk
Nigga wanna talk, tellin' his homies hit the dust
Me, I like my semi big
Me, I like my 30 clip
Me, I never ever miss
'Cause ignorance is elegant
Me, I like my semi big
Me, I like my 30 clip
Me, I never ever miss
'Cause ignorance is elegant