[Intro]
Memphis Cult

[Verse]
Straight from the underground
With that thunderin' bumpin' sound
Bumpin' on your stereo
Bustaz don't hear me though
Bitch, you better ask somebody
Sir Mike G is yo big daddy
Born on Savage Street
North Memphis, Tennessee
Straight from the underground
With that thunderin' bumpin' sound
Bumpin' on your stereo
Bustaz don't hear me though
Bitch, you better ask somebody
Sir Mike G is yo big daddy
Born on-

[Verse]
Silent night, there's no light
That's when I start creepin like a hitman
Scope my man
Then I toss the dynamite
My fault, you got caught
Shouldn't of been a bystander
Bullet lead, in the head
To n***as I got anna with
You scatter, no matter how fast you can race
It'll bust, it'll blow through the back of your face
Lunatic, wreckin shit
First I sign the contract
Something like a crazy check
To place you in the Kroger bag
Bloody, suddenly
I scratch 'em off my hit list
[Verse]
Straight from the underground
With that thunderin' bumpin' sound
Bumpin' on your stereo
Bustaz don't hear me though
Bitch, you better ask somebody
Sir Mike G is yo big daddy
Born on Savage Street
North Memphis, Tennessee
Straight from the underground
With that thunderin' bumpin' sound
Bumpin' on your stereo
Bustaz don't hear me though
Bitch, you better ask somebody
Sir Mike G is yo big daddy
Born on-

[Verse]
I just wanna cap n***a
Just to make my rep bigger
Dangerously, anxiously
I ain't no mutherfuckin G
Fuck Merry Christmas
All I wanna do is treak or treat
You ain't cool, damn fool
Chrome to your fuckin dome
You're listening to the Hurts Village, Al Capone
Hurts Village
That's where I'm coming trick
Dope fiend, shootin up cops
I'll light ya ass with a match, bitch
Don't be talkin that shit
The hood is a war zone
N***as run up
My gauge is still poppin cone, your listening to the Hurts Village, Al Capone
Duck n***a, dodge n***a
Imma pull the fuckin trigger
Watkins and Brown, Smokey City
Down with the Skinny n***a
Pistol grip, don't you slip
Just incase yo ass do
Smith and Wesson, don't be guessing
Stupid ass, I thought you knew
Bullet proof, fuck you
Target for destruction
Keep on your vest, protect your chest
I'm aiming for your face, son
Aww mane, I'm insane
People say I'm crazy
Bullshit, suck my dick
Then I yell out gravy
First degree, robbery
Then I kick back laughing
Rollin clean, cause I made a mean stang
Now, I'm high cappin
Turn up the bump, blow a junt
Then I'm kickin A.C
Windows tinted, don't look in it
Suckas fuckin nosey
Leather hat, fur coat
Skinny to the fuckin bone
Your listening to the Hurts Village, Al Capone

[Outro]
Straight from the underground
With that thunderin' bumpin' sound
Bumpin' on your stereo
Bustaz don't hear me though
Bitch, you better ask somebody
Sir Mike G is yo big daddy
Born on Savage Street
North Memphis, Tennessee
Straight from the underground
With that thunderin' bumpin' sound
Bumpin' on your stereo
Bustaz don't hear me though
Bitch, you better ask somebody
Sir Mike G is yo big daddy
Born on Savage Street
North Memphis, Tennessee
Hurts Village, hurts Village
You know the project is pimpin
So some might get blowed up
Don't try to stop me, or you'll get bucked
Pimpin and robbin
And droppin them suckas like ducks
211 is project born
Hurts Village is where I stay
Bitches they wan-