Lyrics So What - City Morgue

Thraxx

I'ma have your momma cry
I'ma have my .45
'Cause I'm sittin' in the court room, got my lawyer lyin'
You niggas place death threats, I swear to God, all are frontin'
Got the baddest bitch, pussy wet like a waterslide
Doin' this since I was 14
Look it's Big Sleez, my wrist chlorine
I'm servin' raw fiends, bricks of that morphine
A bunch of crates 'round my neck like New Orleans
Black tees nigga, Johnny Bravo
With the Draco, I go retardo
I got your bitch's lip, I see tomorrow
I got the sticks swingin' like Leonardo(Mula!)

Talk and it's one to the head, so what?
Why the fuck you niggas talkin'? No discussion
Run up and it's one to the leg, so what?
You should have walked, why the fuck you niggas runnin'?

Vetements and some Louis V, where he get his jeans?
Clean diamond water, I'm the one who flex the hardest, I'm just me
In the V, switching lanes, my chains is danglin' to my knees
Servin' G's out the window like McDonald's servin' fiends
Wait, boy I can't relate, no, my shit is fake
Niggas don't want war with soldier, went to war, he M.I.A
Nigga hidin' at a knife and thinkin' that he couldn't get
Get filleted like a fish fillet, machete to your face
Niggas playin' like a bitch today, finesse him out his chains
Wrap his chains all around the nigga, shoot em' in the face
I don't fake 'cause I got clips today, so none of you niggas safe
I don't fake 'cause I got clips today, so none of you niggas safe

Talk and it's one to the head, so what?
Why the fuck you niggas talkin'? No discussion
Run up and it's one to the leg, so what?
You should have walked, why the fuck you niggas runnin'?