We - Mean Green

featuring Fiend  Mac 

[Fiend] 
We about to make it plain to see 
ya'll don't want to fuck around with we 
capital F.I.E.N.D. 
the camouflage with the M.A.C. 

give me my heater and sneakers 
a little pita with a henne  3 litre 
weed no seedas 
I'm a show that momma ain't raise no cleta 
I done killed my own before 
40's and chrome fo fo 
showin I'm gone past go 
comin' back I told ya so 
I travel with tramps 
my voice blow amps (cool) 
survived soldier camp left enemies damp (oooh) 
me kill and define, blind rhyme outshine me 
gotta jump in the cracks of concrete to find me 

[Mac] 
now all you gotta say is murder murder (murder, murder, murder) 
and I appear like a deadly ghost with a Mac-11 toast 
strapped to that NO LIMIT soldier gear 
look in my eyes and tell me you wanna take me out 
if you can't, there's nothing for us to talk about 
I'm deadly as niggas gettin strippers at club whispers 
thug niggas come to that door like (huh, who, nigga what) Jehova witness 
bitches I like em ghetto cause I'm a G 
the M.A.C., man he get busy and he be 

chorus 

[Fiend] 
capital F.I.E.N.D. 
pronounced that's Fiend 
who wanna gat these lyrical rhymes to the mouth like Leroy Green 
Who's the master, sho nuff 
it's the one they call shotty 
murder MC's for cheese in the hotel lobby 
damn fucked up my hobby 
better ask somebody 
I'm the dope get the baking soda and ya'll might just rock me 
go niggas like kawasakis 
all your best bitches jock me 
and niggas keep my cd like a bottle of semiyaki 

[Mac] 
it is