Twiztid, Potluck, Tech N9ne, Krizz Kaliko - Bury 'Em All lyrics

You mother fuckers want to set
Me up and kill me

You know what I mean
These motherfuckers seem to be
All about dreams
Having my cake and eating it
People see weak in this
Greet the beast sink your teeth in this
Even family hand me calamity
Cannot be sitting with insanity
Trying to damage me
Even niggas who work with me
Having fantasies of erasing their men in me
Look you blood suckin', mud fuckin', punks
Chumps
Gay faggots, maggots trying to get paid
Really better slipped away to 30
Hearing your call, bloody murdering y'all
Scurry and focus conserving the brawl
Whoop bitch ass niggas and I
Pass we bury 'em all

Wait, wait, wait, wait
Cause some people look up inside of my head
You'll see why I keep a gun
On the side of the bed
They watching out for the Watson house
Because I'm paranoid that every noise is
Means for me to kill grab my mm steel
I'm a walking zombie obviously
Feel like I'm going insane
Losing more than a little bit
Of my life I'm thinking about killing it
Or reverse the gun and curse the one
Whose purpose is to hurt us
Now that you got the nerve he's buried
You both in the first place

Stay awake, cause if you want to still
(survive) the way for you to stay (alive)
Is keep far away from me (Stay away from me
Please nobody pray from me)
Cause, I can surely take you
Can't hide from me
All of them I will bury, bury them all

It's a shame to be hated on so angrily
And all these people who came to
See the demise of me
And the disguise we in analysing me
To the sight of me when I live in society
With all these people we call friends
And when the hook-up's gone it all ends
So we sit there alone and pretend
Hoping no one will notice when you
Leave us like a latest trend
Cause that's just how you bitches tend
And you wonder why I stay awake
With a back full of knives
And a mind so Twiztid I can hear them say

That's why we're center of the mix
Center of attention
So many levels of my mind's dimension
Inquisitive minds always asking questions
Shoot 'em all down that will loose attention
Dark, sarcastic, quit pretending
Tell it in their vibe when
We try to be-friend them
See it in their eyes with
The money we spending
Cover your legs because you know
We can attend in avenging
Yes it's self-oppression
Too damn dumb can't learn a lesson
Heart still broke no sign of affection
Heavily medicated I forgot to mention
Dark black work that's my affection
Double headed axe that's my protection
Sling to the blood bring resurrection
Believe and expect in the unexpected

It’s a catastrophe, stop harassing me
Asking me (Too many goddamn questions)
I’m at capacity and not a blasphemy baffling
(So I gotta count my blessings)
One: Never do what they do
Two: Only you can be you
Three: And everyone want to keep scoring me
(whores)
And not too many people want to go hardcore
Some get lifted, watching the Pistons
And now he's spitting wicked shit
Like it was Twiztid
Freaks don't get it want to get it
Got to let their lip go and run off with it
I'm hitting the wall
Got to stand up when it's scary to fall
Got to man up when your making the call
And be tough when your walking the hall
Twiztid, Potluck and I bury them all

My whole life I was struggling to be free
And now it's hard to believe that it's me
When I'm flipping the rhythm and
Taking over the mic i'm like a thief in the
Night with the venomous bite
Getting better and better with every
Rhyme that I write
Because it's been a long time
Let me shed some light
Up in the moon with the candle light
I was flipping every word like Vannah White
Don't judge me dude you don't know me man
You don't know my crew or who the fuck I am
Step back with your redneck views
We ain't giving a fuck we do what we choose
Oh I'm rude? Oh my bad
Sorry and shit I gotta take a stand
This ain't making a damn we need
The man with a plan
Not another mother fucker want
To face this man
Listen, damn understand just
Cause you're rich doesn't mean you the man
They ain't getting no better
Look around it's all bad
The American dream make the Confederate flag
Little kids getting lost, brainwashed so sad
Even the head of the class crash go bad
Sex and the drugs on the streets that we ran
Mama never told me it would be like that