Engine, engine number nie On that Mason-Dixon line Chasing whiskey, sipping shine Gripping nickel plated nines So you get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine I'm a motherfucking boom-dock killer, Mossberg filler King of the drop, they'll never be much iller Top medical grade dope baby, Chevrolet sitting up like Grave Digger, roll over your Mercedes And I rock, man, I'm a firestarter Two handles of brown and a half of gallon of firewater Send the police they can keep knocking We're doing illegal shit, go to the window, bitch, keep watching Chopping on that 808, ride by your house and make the window shake And the beat so hard, make the tempo break And the next door neighbor wanna relocate, uh You can hear me across the county line, bagging up dimes of rhymes, and I'm moving 20 P's at a time Black sheeps son of a landmine The caboose is loose the train track's unattached and I Engine, engine number 9 On that Maxon-Dixon line Chasing whiskey, sipping shine Gripping nickel plated nines So you get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine Hold up, hold up, one time for the DJ So motherfucking outta tune hit Don't tell me to turn up, trap or tune in Ain't bigots, no new bitch to view, it's The same bitch and you just bought her new tits And I don't give two fucks about your two sips Wouldn't give you two dogs to give two shits Black sheep, son of a land mine The caboose is loose the train track's unattached and I Engine, engine number 9 On that Mason-Dixon line Chasing whiskey, sipping shine Gripping nickel plated nines So you get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine Harley Davidsons blowing it down Broadway Rock this motherfucker like three, the hard way Bones, Klever, shotgun (Ghostface Killa) Su, Wu, Tang riding gorilla Open the door to the venue and let the slugs hit Weed smoke and whiskey like a tornado whip The south is in it, deep in it we bump Be funky the tree trunk of speed bump Another round and the cops might have to hold me down If you don't know me you'll know me I'll die in the ground Rittz filling my cup up until I hit the ground Pack this bitch to the ceiling and kill 'em and Billy now Made a career drinking beer, anarchy and party My country ass momma singing "Oh lawdy!" Black sheep, son of a landmine The caboose is loose the train track's unattached and I Engine, engine number 9 On that Mason-Dixon line Chasing whiskey, sipping shine Gripping nickel plated nines So you get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine Engine, engine number 9 On that Mason-Dixon line Chasing whiskey, sipping shine Gripping nickel plated nines So you get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine You get yours and I'll get mine