Proof
Lawsuit
[Verse 1]
It's one for the n***a underestimating me
(Pop, pop) Conversation ain't the way to be
(Pop, pop, pop) You ain't getting your ass up
Your men was there, now they chillin' in intensive care (WHAT)
I'll throw sheets over the bodies or your peeps
The autopsy will never be complete
No matter how many deep, I gather the beef
My meat cleaver sharp, ready to battlin' feat
I stay hungry, I eat anything standing in front of me
I'm nothing but a cannibal, I'm throwing up your arteries (Bleugh)
If you an artist please, remember these things
Never mix your creativity with your Desert E'
'Cause it'll be another mystery where you n***as be
You're history, bullets in your body like antihistamines
You n***as probably pissed at me, I give 'em three
And you really be pissing out of your knees, literally
I'm a centrepiece of a murderer, holding an A.K
Your sculpture standing next to a vulture and the prey
You men can say, whatever you wanna say
Don't get it twisted with what you meant to say, bitches getting lynched today
My artillery's with me, I never leave my shit an inch away
And my vest is made outta flesh
I send a grenade with no first-aid, a pyro
Watchin' your burst flames maniacal when lighters thrown
[Hook x2]
N***as wanna put a law suit on me
I'ma fucka round and you make a put a law suit on me (Hah, hah)
You wanna put a law suit on me
I'ma make you motherfuckers put a law suit on me (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
My n***as is killers and yours romancers
I hang with gangstas and you roll with male dancers
I'm anxious to make bombs, lyrical Genghis Khan
Gotta aim with a bullet and name, the ain't responding
My firearms in my palm, y'alls in your Johnson
And I'm poppin' while you fiddlin', fondlin'
I'm a marksman that talk shit until a man with wings and a harp is following him
Right up outta that Swanson
They constantly bothered with no comfortability
Im honoured just to spit on your honour and court facilities
Maximum penalty won't happen to me
And you was lackin' on that night that it happen, you ain't a G
Ya' probably was yappin' on the n***a that capped him
Yeah you bagged him good, told everybody in the hood
Now it's hell to tell the captain, you losing your Prego
And n***as gon' be wearing a halo that's when I say so

[Hook x2]
N***as wanna put a law suit on me
I'ma fucka round and you make a put a law suit on me (Hah, hah)
You wanna put a law suit on me
I'ma make you motherfuckers put a law suit on me (Yeah)
(*Interlude*)

[Killa Kaunn]
Shit it's colder than a motherfucker out n***a
But fuck if its raining
I'm getting this money though n***a
I'm out here all Goddamn day
Fiends don't sleep, neither do I n***a
Shit money don't rest

[Proof]
You know heard that n***a, rain, sleet or snow n***a

[Killa Kaunn]
Rain, sleet or motherfucking snow n***a
That's what's the fuck is up n***a
Shit I'm out here n***a
I don't know about you
But I'm out here n***a, I got the crack n***a
Fucking no [burn/birds?] motherfucker, I got that shit you need n***a
Holler at your motherfucking boy