[ Featuring Demun Jones ]
(Are you not entertained, entertained, entertained?)
Eat a grenade, go to sleep, bitch
Put a hole in your chest bigger than a bitch
Get the f*ck out the game, you makin' me sick
I'ma open your face and make you eat shit
You probably shoulda ran when you f*ckers had the chance
Now shit's hitting the fan and you peeing in your pants
You some Peter Pan pussies, come show 'em when you stand
You cryin' like a bitch when you supposed to be a man
Thought you was a thug and you came from the gutter
You a knucklehead lame ass faggot motherf*cker
This is game town and
Who the f*ck said white boys ain't got
Hey crazy white boy
Turn that shit down
You know that America
Ain't ready for the sound
For them loud ass crackers, Jones and A-Cal
If you've gotta make arrangements you better do it now
Board all the windows up evacuate the town
'Cause the hurricanes are comin', knockin' it all down
What you all been waitin' for, man I seen it comin'
Put your checkers on the chessboard, now ain't that a
Makin' moves you've never seen before, what's the plan man
You fell for the setup, now you lookin' like a
Invitin' the castle but I hope you've got the trainin'
Real king, show no mercy buddy, you've got some explainin'
Laters, get home, drawn a quarter for entertainment
If your kids are watchin' this channel you better make 'em change it
Face it, this is war, this is for all the shit you did before
This is more than the
You ain't qualified just 'cause you climbed up in the saddle
I can read the future, I can see you dyin' in this battle
Hey crazy white boy
Turn that shit down
You know that America
Ain't ready for the sound
For them loud ass crackers, Jones and A-Cal
If you've gotta make arrangements you better do it now
Board all the windows up evacuate the town
'Cause the hurricanes are comin', knockin' it all down
