Wild StyleFreddie Gibbs & Statik Selektah

[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Is the return of the wild style, just pump the volume
Wild style, wild style
Is the return of the wild style, just pump the volume
Is the return

[Verse 1: Termanology]
I'm on a spiritual high smoke that lyrical lie
My cutties keep that vanilla shit in the sky
Even if it's laced, I roll piff to get by
The burner in your face means you got some shit in your eye
I fire shots put your ass in a quiet box
And when the riot stops I'm the one firing cops
I smoke Phillies I can kill an entire box
I'm the Gorilla killer you on ya mozilla firefox
Try and bark, I'll put you down on dead dogs‚ cause I'm a shark
Really to you I'm Reinhart
I run over ya head, leaving your face with tire marks, put a grenade in your mouth
And blow your life apart
And any mission I embark has a violent start
Bloody ending is so depending on if the knife is sharp
This is psycho talk, my blades lipo-sharp
I'm down to fight a whole block, fuck the cops

[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Is the return of the wild style, just pump the volume
Wild style, wild style
Is the return of the wild style, just pump the volume
Is the return

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
All I do is write verses and wrap up rubberbands
Roll a'84 and roll up a Wood with my other hand
And I fuck with felons don't fuck with the F.E.D.s
They know I'm selling something, ain't nobody selling cd's
Another trick up my sleeve, another bitch that I'm sticking
I introduce to the sniffing and dickin' different positions
Got introduced to some friends and sit back as if I was flipping
She sniffing that shit in daily, your daughter need interventions
That's some cold shit!
Fred, you musta be smoking water when you wrote this
Nah I'm in Brooklyn, back from Gary fresh off a dope flip
Do the speed limit pay attention and never smoke shit
Call up Dominican H and told him I was posted!
Baby face gangsta stay with 3 bangers
Heat the microwave and cut up them cookies like Famous Amos
Shit get rectified by sticking this dope in a bitch's anus
Hit the visible, shoot that to my brother, let's get this paper, bitch

[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Is the return of the wild style, just pump the volume
Wild style, wild style
Is the return of the wild style, just pump the volume
Is the return

[Verse 3: Fred the Gobson]
Flow superior to others, often than I'm fell
Freddie and Fred, feel like I'm talking to myself
Far as rhymes I'm awesome
The metaphors I own want they own line in a auction
Caution, niggas I'm offing, no discussion, [?] take care of the coughin, robatussin
Selectah [?] I ain't really got beef I'm just kind of collector
Is the return of the wild style
Ice in the quarter rock, back to the vials now
They one dimensional I got styles now
Tomorrow's best lyrics is my freestyles now
I respect you when you when you spit shit
You far from nice you need jet blue to get there
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Pardon my terminology but I get it in, yeah