No Remorse

Liffy Stokes
I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
My mob full of go getters
Go live or die by the cold
Wit drama bringers ear ringers and pistol slingers with itchy fingers
Getting high on inhaling nigg* smoke that lingers
Buck wild hostile we verbal barrels threw nostrils
My hollow point apostles turn living flesh into fossils
It through gospel will wet it vick Malifl shred it
Beef on these streets only gets the best of you if you let it

Malif
Well it that Westside nigg* from K-Town always gonna stay down
Lay pounds on the table, smoking while watchin cable
I able to lick the shot from the porch of my block
And when the gun spray stops there no information for cops
nigg* I heartless some say I role wit the forces of darkness
But the closest I burned to death is the reason that I spark this (Spark this what)
Dramafied premeditated homicide that coincides with the day you die
Cause G, I about to let it ride

Chorus2x
Petty down when the bullets fly,
no remorse your fkin wit a mobsta
For fkin wit a mobta
If you got your s**t right then run and hide,
cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
For fkin wit a mobsta

Turtle
fk the car jack we do a body sn*tch
Tie up in the trunk wit them rats like a mac for owning scratch
SpeedKnot unstoppable muderin as many as possible
Makin heaven a hospital, and where I from it highly probable
In a Benny reefa roller street patroller stackin clips for lethal loadin
In the city where secrecy golden
Live or die in the Chi, we kill demeanors wit inferred beamers
Death is the sinner
whether the Reaper awaits your fate with your soul on his finger

Mayze
nigg* you can retreat
When the Mobstaz greet you with bullets like Robert De Niro on Heat
And makin killin look sweet
See a nigg* like Mayze break the safety I hold the clip ill infinite
To show your definite when I make you cry blood like I broke your virginity
s**t my Mobstaz is straight cheat vs. killers for cash
Quick to stick your as* and flash this 3-80 and rainbow macs
And now you thinking of bringin that bull s**t in this direction
Just cause you rap a lot don mean you can get a lethal injection

Link
Picture Link the mercenary fkin you like missionary
Position them missile carriers precision ill them girls buried
But a mobstaz sip on Sherries snitch sing like canaries
Where we wrong be carrying clone Periyon and Herringbone
We on the streets in territory we chill come and get you chest pealed
Hot steal and banana clips standing on tip you get your flesh filled wit rhinos
Energies feel for my soul they holdin captive
Visions of living strengthy posses me lets make it happen

Chorus

Twista
Smokin on sweet reef for the beat freak
Cause it in the heat seaker of the street sweeper
Think I lying if you want s**t is deadly as slugs
Got you swimming in the blood like sea creatures
Cause you done lit to the land of the lost
where our straps looking as pretty as girls
But pullin up in a hearse to a church is the curse of these hideous witches
Hittin hoes wit, 44 and four by fours wit the pain of a figure four
Wounds h*t you like a hit will blow
Every nigg* on this track Il pull a trigger for
If you test the rock vest, pullin slugs like a lockness
I a for show protect my chest
Everything in holes is what I unload and not less
Until meals make progress
Yll no who yll be never let me see your face in my spot
While you still be facin your block Ia be erasing you block
Snappin off like Jason on rocks tastin your knots
Cause when it pockets for profit
I can stop it this mob got me
If you ain gonna pop it don c*ck it
Cause if we working you, ready to us carrying clips that reversible
Takin all our business personal diss wit a verse we all hurtin you
Bull s**t aside, ( is knowin I fill another wit holes and not hide)
Better role if not ride unless you hoes don got pride
No remorse when your fkin wit a SpeedKnot Mobsta

Chorus 2x, variation on last 2 lines
If you got your s**t right then run and hide
Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side and drop ya
For fkin wit a mobsta