c h i c a g o it s the final tic and here we go forget about them other styles conflict kicking rodeo once upon a time in the land of gang bang mentality when we drop quick final tic clique fatality is reality when the sunset we blaze this hay in the midst of a conflict that s crucial here we become bogus on the hunt notice how we speak this bump if you wondering what is rodeo then saddle up for a different adventure a journey to chicago westside where the hood lie 95 bound we talking bout shit of a different plane sing along here we bang the rooting tooting shooting maniacs banging gats blunted high the gat going up tonight giddy up we copping that game at the drop of a dime cause really where i m at scandalous peeping the foes you gotta know the signs load em up fast time running out turn em in turn em round for the conflict if youz a snitch you betta get a grip and come equipped for the final tic you know again it s on in the motherfucker still riding my style is based on rodeo crucial conflict what they hollering they spooky now nigga let s turn it on fuck it burn shit let s fight till we hear that final tic kill till we kill each other clik bitch you was talking crazy but now we re finna shut your damn mouth send your bitch ass back down south let you know that your ass out niggas playing these games like a lame get they ass whipped beat up and slapped around broken legs pistol whipped two eyes out two busted lips teeth knocked out two busted whips bloody body up for gives that s the life you chose to live now what s up wid that tough shit i knew your ass was just a bitch drop you down just like a bomb and you got the final tic  nigga this the final tic punk bitches done made me mad bust a cap and jump back and it s on and i m gone ain t got a damn thing to say push push and push one more motherfuckin time fuck a bitch fighting ain t the same no more so i got the stinking ho push that bitch 6 under zero who the role model for chicago kicking down the door wid the rodeo c o n flict trigger happy got the bomb up in the barnyard smoking on hay everyday in the chi town had you throw down wid rodeo fever and we got our mind made up give a fuck what the next man say gotta make it let me get down and take it to that other level petty ride who doing the killing presuming to killing the villain i mma meet you on that other side born to kill a man gotta kill a man born to ride and ride and roll in thick i mma come on up so you betta get ready for the last and final tic this is my final tic i didn t mean to show my ass off but i can t be soft coming off nasty wouldn t want to kill a nigga if you wanna make it out alive cause you might die i could fuck up your homies every last one a y all is a free fall aw no dynamite all around me in ten more seconds we all might be gone four tons of death you can t escape the conflict wid the rodeo when you explode it s overloading the flow if you know what i know better pray cause it won t be no more did you wanna be blindfolded pressure all around make you feel it i mma villain i mma kill it final tic tock quick in the room and smoke it close you eyes and hold on tight don t try to fight it s on tonight bet a motherfucker now won t touch that mic cause he might get this dynamite grabbed your face trying to get away conflict done dropped the bomb bitch straight from c h i we never die you know i talk that final tic 
['chicago rap', 'gangster rap', 'southern hip hop']