Lyrics:

Josey Scott
Yo this the outlaw Josey Scott from Saliva
Get down wit my boy lil wyte
memphis style homicidal!
what!

Lil Wyte
right about to kill me a motherfucker
any kind of motherfucker
step in to my face brother
bet this game's gon spray brother
laughin' at the site of ignorance
i wanna see you fall
you the one that knocked me off
when i was tryin to climb the wall
but that's all good, that's alright
i'm gon keep on shinin' bright
you put dampers in my path
and in my path i'm seein light
so fuck you ho, talkin loud
innocence corrupt the crowd
i fucked up i know it
that's my shit just sit the fuck on down
actin bad, coulda been smacked
at least i didn't do all that
i just snatched my shit up
got the fuck out without lookin back
called her up, bitched you out
yes i'm gonna see my child
you tryna take that privilege away
and you will never smile
is you packin lackin
yes lil wyte be constantly smokin 'dro
when you see me greenery be all up
and say go real low
get a grain
thats my thing
kick the skull around my brain
if i wasn't here i'd either be dead
or i would be too plain

homicidal, suicidal
every day i live my life
goin crazy, in a daze-y
walkin round real late at night
you guessin, i'm stressin
people wonder why i'm always high
you jestin, smith and wesson
you the next on my list to die

so you say you crunker than me motherfucker
bunker than me motherfucker
tougher than me motherfucker
rougher than me motherfucker
got news for you not just for ya
hope that you like gravity
this one's for ya
will destroy ya
and will cause some casualties
lif editions how i'm livin
if you wanna take a peek
said you more her boy to be my daughter
get the fuck from me
what about her?
what about you?
what about me well fuck you too
if you want to live my life
you can but you a fuckin fool
time was lost
yes it was
so i kept a fuckin' buzz
why you keep a buzz?
dog please to keep from fuckin' up
life is short, then we die
some don't get a piece of pie
but i'm gonna get my slice
even if i have to compromise
sackin cheese is for me
even if it's in these streets
yes i said these streets
because i have not reached the industry
but it's all gravy baby
i'm gon make it off my crazy way
different ladies baby now i'm crazy
that's the way i'll stay

homicidal, suicidal
every day i live my life
goin crazy, in a daze-y
walkin round real late at night
you guessin i'm stressin
people wonder why i'm always high
you dressed and, smith and wesson
you're the next on my list to die