The Possibility Lyrics - Kane & Able

[Chorus] 2x 

You could get it, you would get it 

Oh watch ya back 'fore ya wig get splitted 

[Kane] 

I start this shit off like a kick off 

I'm the quarterback 

Lookin' for me, you can find me where the ballers at 

Where them dealer's at, when I'm most appealin' at 

My weapons I'm concealin' that 

Bitch I know you feelin' that 

Beef with me, I give a fuck about your rap sheet 

The only thing that matter is if I catch you 'fore you catch me 

Don't care how many heads you bust 

How many years you was in the Pen' 

I send bullets out my Mac-10, your brain wave gon' end 

Don't know how much you like breathin' 

But if you do then I'm creepin' 

While you sleepin', have fun 'cause this your last weekend 

Don't wanna do you, it's me and you 

What I'm 'posed to do instead of me you dead 

Let your family mourn you 

It's serious like that, malicious where I live at 

Nobody got heart to forgive at 

Peole mama gettin' kidnap' 

Reality of the South is what I rap about 

Shit made us famous, we all them hoes yap about 

[Chorus] 4x 

[Abel] 

This a street enterprise, bitch close ya eyes 

If anybody move, everybody dies 

Put my life on the line if you singe-time my rhyme 

Tryin' teach y'all hoes about the life of crime 

Put ya money where the South is, bet on mine 

Put change on ya brain if ya drop a dime 

Niggas actin' like they hard when they walk in the street 

Then they sing to the police, sweatin' like ?? 

The aftermath of the gun blast turn your corpse to ash 

And I'm thinkin' one day that could be my ass 

Hot steel from the Chopper, sing like a opera 

The rich doctor that'll pop ya 

I'm not ya, partna or fuckin' boy, look in my eyes 

Analyze the size of my plastic toy 

Peep down the barrel, see how peaceful that shit look 

Then it erupt like a volcano and you bustas get cooked 

I let the four spliffs split, 'till the four clips click 

I'm out of hollow tips, 'till your clique forfeit 

Okay I'm reloaded bullets richochet off bricks 

You niggas gettin' hit, wish you never said that shit 

Niggas actin' like they want some 

They don't really want none 

Niggas yappin' like they want some 

They don't really want none 

Niggas rappin' like they got guns 

They ain't never bust one 

My clique bust one, so y'all niggas out done 

[Kane & Abel talks my chorus plays] 

Yeah, uhoh, Kane & Abel back up in this nigga 

Whassup to all them thugs 

World wide, North, East, West, dirty South 

All my motherfuckin' niggas in ?? 

Australia, Japan 

All the motherfuckin' places out there with this gangsta shit 

Whassup Atlanta, Mississippi, whassup Chicago 

Kentucky, Omaha, Alabama, Indianapolis, Cincinatti, New Orleans 

Kansas, Lafayette, Colorado, L.A., Delaware, Phoenix 

N.Y.C., Salt Lake City, Detroit, whassup St. Louis, Connecticut 

Whassup Dallas, whassup East Town, Milwaulke, fuck that 

Alaska, whassup Florida, Virginia, West Virginia, whassup Arkansas 

Carolinas, Utah, whassup Indiana, Jersey, Cleveland 

Throw it up if you a soldier