MO3 - Menace To Society Lyrics

Yeah (Reporting live from Afghanistan)
Grrt (The moment we all been waitin' for)
Me a top shotta (Osama)
On gang

I heard the city don't like me
(Like me, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But nobody wants to try me (Wah ah ah ah ah)
Rappers in town
(Oh yeah) , they don't invite me (Oh no)
They say I'm reckless, I will catch a body
(What?) oh, oh, oh, oh
Me a shoot him down (Him down)
AK, I up that, shoot him to the ground (Boom)
Don't let him come around (Why?)
He's a menace to society (Huh?)
They say a mayday, yeah, me so violent
I start gang gang riots (Ayy)
(Ayy, why they don't ever invite
Me to nothing? Look)

'Cause they heard about shit that I did
Like niggas I flipped osama, don't say that
They tell 'em the stories how
Niggas ain't make it
But they say that I'm fakin'
Well, I'ma take 'em way back
Caught a nigga lackin'
Put a slug through his wave cap
Oh, there they go
Cadillac parked at a racetrack
Double back, walk 'em down
Tell 'em we aced that kill a nigga cousin
But I make him get his lick back
I don't got a problem
I don't know about this and that
Make it sound good
But I'm knowin' that I did that
Calico and 38, I push a nigga wig back
Frontline, center, hangin' out the window
Conniving late night
Hitters tryna find a victim
Spot 'em and drop 'em, a shotta, I meant that
Goon on alert, do my dirt by my lonesome
I ain't got a hitter
But my nigga be stalkin'
Black and gray 40 with a thirty sittin' on me
Bet I pull up on 'em
Make a nigga quit talkin'
They just be rappin', I been to the pen'
Seventeen on the cell block
I was gettin' it in
Talkin' no strap, rockin' out
I had to use my hands
Better tell 'em again, this here's what it is

I heard the city don't like me
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But nobody wants to try me (Wah ah ah ah ah)
Rappers in town
(Oh yeah) , they don't invite me (Oh no)
They say I'm reckless, I will catch a body
(What?) oh, oh, oh, oh
Me a shoot him down (Him down)
AK, I up that, shoot him to the ground (Boom)
Don't let him come around (Why?)
He's a menace to society (Huh?)
They say a mayday, yeah, me so violent
I start gang gang riots

They hurt my feelings when they
Say I'm not involved i just wanna ball
But I can't 'cause I'm not like them
I'm cut from a different cloth wah ah ah ah

Boom me a top shotta, me a rude boy
Me a bomboclaat, me a murder them
Me a gonna murder them all
Me a nothing like them
Me a nothing like them other boy booyah
Me a top shotta for real gang
Osama