Artist: T.M.F.
Album:  n/a
Song:   Bring Da Ruckus 2006
Typed by *FatherTime*, Davida.b.

[Trife Da God]
Yeah yeah ayo ayo ayo even though the radio's phony
I'm still tryin to get played on a station like Sony
Nobody could hold me, I see u wanna ride for ya homie
It's all cool but u gonna be da fool dats gonna die in ya ????????
Lead squirtin, head hurtin, layin up like a dead person
In a bed nursin, for certain, closed curtains
What I look like respectin your title?
Stop ya spittin this ain't no audition for American Idol
Ya little grams ain't measurin up. cuz me & my team, we seen more ounces than a measuring
cup And I was taught to get them presidents up, so I pitch dimes the size of elephant nuts
I ain't a game lord, watchin all of my pieces on thats on the game board
Niggas don't respect competition & what you came for
Leave you laid out twitchin right on the main floor, I ain't gotta explain more, Handle
your chainsaw

[Chorus 2X: Trife Da God & Kryme Life]
1-0-3-0-4, 1-0-3 or more, we can all go to war muthafukas

[Kryme Life]
Heavy beats just bring the beast outta me
Mics have me thirst for blood, so I feast on a rivalry
Got too much rage inside of me,
Thats why when I hit the studio it's sendin out like a robbery
The weakest niggas could blow, ain't none of ya'll hotter than me
Pound for pound, ain't none of ya'll got it for me
Give you 12 rounds & I ain't talkin bout a boxin match
Never glove cover my face with a stockin cap
This is for the mockin birds & them copy cats tryin to claim niggas raps
Thats like we on the block you tryin to claim niggas crack
It just ain't the same, lame niggas get jacked, & tossed out the ring
Ever since ?????? & Survivor series
Niggas just blast even if you live or leary
All my niggas gonna ride you hear me
For the cause, get yours, even if it mean break laws

[Chorus 2X]

[Tommy Whispers]
This here's tha hostile takeover
Your lyrics need a makeover, spray cobras, stay sober,
Cuz you comin out ya mouth, I be runnin in ya house, with my two best friends
Four fith mack ten, lookin silly in the grill, like it cant happen, this Staten,
Rap get crowd reactions, smack all pretty boys who rock Vansens
With a blast on they face, not lookin handsome
Cookin grams in the ??????? cuz the rocks are to big for da pots
Thinkin I'ma let you live but I'm not, cream of the crop
You be dreamin alot, scheme on your block with a one shot dilinger
It only takes uno, you know Tommy gonna injure ya
Pick it up, let Funk Flex spin it up, get it up
In tha truck, or tinted up, tha jig is up, bitch say dick stay hard girl lick it up
Zombied out, all ?????? don't call me now cuz I ain't pickin up
Darts sick of us, no cure to get rid of us, ridiculous
See how I match my words, smack you herbs
Told u I'ma mack you bird, after burn, worst than a nasty perm
This circles for only niggas, now pass me sherm
Schools open, when will these bastards learn, yo TMF, we takin over everything