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[00:05.040]I got some killers on the payroll, and they know
[00:07.980]When it's time to handle business, ni**a, lay low
[00:10.620]Money to double, still in the struggle, stuck to my hustle
[00:13.560]We all fight back like maniacs with broke knuckles
[00:16.320]It's mo' trouble cause now we seein you niggas
[00:18.900]Paint a vivid-a**picture, Boss spittin the scriptures
[00:21.450]Ni**a, I'm Bossi, Bosslin done turned to cash fiend
[00:24.810]I straight pop codeine and drink gasoline
[00:27.390]What what, I'm too sick for y'all
[00:29.580]Tatted with dragons till I fall, givin dick to y'all
[00:32.580]In this pitfall I'm on the grind for mine
[00:35.010]My people choose a life of crime, pistol-pushin with nines
[00:37.920]On the payroll, apply the pressure when we say so
[00:41.130]My troops turn wacko, shoot through your backdo'
[00:43.860]My life real, seen a man die slow
[00:46.230]And I still can't sleep, sweatin bullets fo' sho'
[00:48.600]So don't push me, Boss is one tough cookie
[00:51.720]My team Regime, pumpin them shots out a hooptie
[00:53.520][Mad Max ]
[00:54.030]Who down to rock with the murder plot of a cop killer
[00:56.130]Drop niggas, spillin they brains, rollin with hot niggas
[00:58.890]Rot with a club to your face for tryin to rock with us
[01:01.500]Straight up, get razorblade-cut for f**kin with us
[01:04.379]Regime superiors, Max Ju spit rhymes, strip mine interior
[01:08.100]Rippin your sh*t imperial, kill niggas' material
[01:10.800]My whole crew ain't fearin ya, Mad Max the High Priest
[01:13.890]I got some real killer muthaf**kas behind me
[01:16.350]And I be obviously on top of things
[01:18.930]With the Regime I'm too clean, make it a murder scene
[01:21.480]Glocks and murder beam, niggas ain't never heard of me
[01:23.760]Burnin em to the third degree, leavin niggas in the infirmary
[01:27.120]Wait for recoupin, still choosin your brain, stupid
[01:29.730]The Dragon recruited real niggas for thug music
[01:32.550]So peep game and next time you speak my name
[01:35.040]Be prepared for incoming from the heat of the flame
[01:39.210]Regime
[01:39.960][CHORUS ]
[01:44.010][Tech N9ne ]
[01:48.690]Regime Killer number one, I'm back up in this b**ch with Yukmeez
[01:51.630]On the payroll so I spray those foes, make you get on your knees
[01:54.330]For the pesos Tech N9na ????great holes with these
[01:56.940]You stay yellin you'se a merely killer for the cheese, ni**a please
[02:00.150]Awfully sick, he tryin to f**k, so off with his dick
[02:02.820]Can't floss and he blitzed, molotow in his lips
[02:05.040]Tossin his dick in a box of chocolates and walk in his ship
[02:07.680]Talk to his b**ch and whisper (he loved you)softer to kiss
[02:10.949](He bows down)You get ????N9ne ????
[02:13.320](We wild now)You wanna rewind mine, I'm prime time
[02:16.440]Qwest Records tryin to hold a ni**a back
[02:18.720]So I ????Saafir and tellin me ????get his sh*t back
[02:21.750]Off with their heads, let them hang high
[02:24.510]Caught in their beds, let it die
[02:27.240]Tech Neen, I'm a fiend for strings by Mike Dean
[02:29.550]For the green I damage spleens, then I scream"Regime!"
[02:32.130]Let's take a out-of-town trip with a thousand crips
[02:35.100]With a thousand A.K.'s and a thousand clips
[02:37.980]No 50 Cent can come to Cali and rob nobody
[02:40.710]Cause gees catch and send his a**back a cold body
[02:43.410]Young guns'll lay ya down regardless who you are
[02:46.020]Sh*t, we make a livin out of extortin you stars
[02:49.020]Robbin you for your jewelry, snatchin you out your cars
[02:51.750]Poverty's a plague, I rob before I beg
[02:54.180]But you don't expect me to score, times are hard
[02:57.090]You're broke but you're scared to steal and break a law
[02:59.790]You need not worry 'bout me, I live it raw
[03:02.340]A hustler with a cause, flippin paper, gotta ball
[03:05.580]I had to crawl before I walked but now I'm standin tall on em
[03:08.790]Lookin down on em, 'bout to drop my balls on em
[03:11.370]It's time for platinum minin, military grindin
[03:14.220]Right when these suckers start declinin
[03:18.150]Regime Brick City niggas mobbin when we come through
[03:21.420]Ni**a, the Governor got it sowed up, spots get blowed up
[03:24.180]Funk Doc, Diesel Don, yo, them niggas even showed up
[03:27.180]As I rolled up, the nine Glock get load up
[03:29.910]For the hold-up, the new hundreds we fold up
[03:32.640]Confiscate drugs, niggas' mouths get taped up
[03:35.250]Kids get draped up and b**ch up-slapped the make up
[03:38.160]Then I take up all clothes, jewels and paper
[03:40.830]You got 'cash money', but you don't wanna run the safe, ha?
[03:43.530]Ni**a, don't play dumb, I'm steady gettin money from those that hold up
[03:47.040]Used to drink w**d tea, now my sh*t robust
[03:49.500]Now hold up, car patrolled up
[03:51.480]It was 12 Outsidaz in a two-door Toyota
[03:54.600]We splatter brains over crack coc*ine
[03:56.880]In the court we still came to pay Judge Mills Lane
[03:59.760]Ni**a, it's not a question
[04:01.140]My uzi weighs a ton, 'll have you undressin
[04:03.480]Like you was strippin down on Western
[04:05.370]Killers on the payroll, pockets stay swoll
[04:07.740]Hearts stay cold, that's why we's on payroll
[04:12.090]Regime Life, niggas
[04:14.460]Thug rituals
[04:15.810]Regime Life
[04:17.250]Thug Lord
[04:18.930]Regime Life, ni**a
[04:21.089]Now where them toy soldiers at?There they go, right chea
[04:24.030]Get them b**ches, kill them niggas, there they go, watch it
[04:26.760]Where them toy soldiers at?There they go, right chea
[04:29.460]Keep them b**ches, kill them niggas, there they go, watch it
[04:32.280]Get that bitin-a**rapper, wanna-be actor
[04:34.710]Fake non-playin Basketball ni**a that got dropped from the Raptors
[04:37.680]I spit in your face and slap ya, boy
[04:39.570]With a.38 kidnap ya, boy
[04:41.550]Ductape and wrap ya, boy
[04:43.050]and flash ya, boy
[04:44.640]Lascerate and trash ya, boy
[04:45.810]Mash ya, boy, I hate Master P like Pastor Troy
[04:48.840]Shame on that ni**a for tryin to steal a name from a ni**a
[04:52.110]Ice Cream Man put flames to a ni**a
[04:54.090]I figured by now that ni**a done been broke off some scrilla for stealin that sh*t
[04:57.510]But until then I'm killin that b**ch
[04:59.520]All you got is Snoop Dogg and Mystikal in your click
[05:02.220]And all them other muthaf**kas are like Mystikal-in your click
[05:04.920]You're still in this sh*t,"F**k Yuk, I ain't feelin his sh*t'
[05:07.590]But f**k you too, you fell off and I'm still in this b**ch
[05:10.470]Willing to rip the f**kin head off a villain that's sick
[05:12.960]My raps burn like ghonorrhea, need penicillin to spit
[05:15.690]The Thug Lord, Ayatollah, fire the flame
[05:18.210]Rappers tired in the game, make em retire again
[05:21.450]F**k gold, f**k platinum, ni**a, I did that sh*t
[05:24.660]In '95 and '96, so what you did ain't sh*t
[05:26.670]Niggas go triple platinum, ni**a, do some amazin sh*t
[05:29.340]Some eyebrow-risin sh*t and quit hatin, ya b**ch
[05:32.460]How the f**k you a mack when you beat down hoes?
[05:34.830]At videos give a bad-a**b**ch a bloody nose
[05:37.560]Ni**a, the studio in compton I put you on in '84
[05:40.290]You was a crackhead in dirty-a**clothes with dopefiend flows
[05:43.560]Broke muthaf**ka out livin on skid row
[05:45.750]Ni**a, you from L.A., you ain't even from the Big O
[05:48.720]This year them b**ch-a**niggas gon' get theirs
[05:51.540]You swingin from my balls, why you down there smell my dick hairs
[05:54.510]Ya b**ch
[05:55.470]And Dru Down, the real Mack of the Year, ya b**ch-a**ni**a
[05:58.620]Longevity that, huh
[06:01.470]B**ch
[06:02.760]Regime Life, ni**a
[06:08.100]Ya b**ch!