Artist: Hyper Sniper Song: Wassup Wit It Album: Homemade Explosives Mixtape Year: 2005 [Hyper Sniper - Intro] Homemade Explosives. 2004, 2005. Learn about it. (laugh) Yeah. What you know about the U.S. homies? What you know about the K.C.? What you know about Dago? What you know about Tampa? Massachusetts, Suspect country. Naw mean? [Hyper Sniper - verse 1] Lee's Summit, Blue Springs, even I-town My crowd wild out, niggas lie down When I'm mixin this liquor with venemous styles Benefit givin this innocent smile Then again, chickens dip when it gets wild Trippin with niggas that's fiddna get piled Who's next? Dudes get Tool Shed treatment Who steps? You guessed, U.S. creepin Sniper, KillJoy, Cro and Jesus Dahm in the back, choppin game like cleavers Inadequate rappers get mad and jump off Cause the savage is capturin fans with one song Suburbanite nerds are like " yo he's got fire... ya heard' em right? He murder mics, and he's not signed " It's a travesty, labels act like they mad at me Gimme contracts or lose your anatomy, fuckers [Hyper Sniper - hook] Y'all niggas got it twisted, huh? That truth come out when I'm drunk I call these niggas punks, cause they never will amount to shit, so wassup? Y'all niggas got it twisted, huh? That truth come out when I'm drunk I call these niggas punks, cause they never will amount to shit, so wassup wit it? Punks, wassup wit it? Punks, wassup wit it? I call these niggas punks, cause they never will amount to shit, so wassup? [Hyper Sniper - verse 2] Yo.. real name Ross, niggas know who I be Rappin over Mobb Deep, it's a hot beat You don't like me? Hit stop, G Cause I'm stickin to the flow like cum on ya mom's teeth Got a mixtape dropped for the fans Straight outta Wyandotte like my nigga Sam Enemies talkin, like I give a damn Yo I seen Tiny Tim eatin lard out his hand Now he a trashman, aw look at that And his bitch got wicked stretch marks on her rack (nasty!) Get ready for The Savage. Made a free mixtape, you can have it And we gave you a taste of Harvest Shit's poppin off like Sarah's apartment And the streets know who the hardest Me and KillJoy came strictly to talk some shit [Hyper Sniper - hook] Y'all niggas got it twisted, huh? That truth come out when I'm drunk I call these niggas punks, cause they never will amount to shit, so wassup? Y'all niggas got it twisted, huh? That truth come out when I'm drunk I call these niggas punks, cause they never will amount to shit, so wassup wit it? Punks, wassup wit it? Punks, wassup wit it? I call these niggas punks, cause they never will amount to shit, so wassup? [Hyper Sniper - outro] Everybody's a critic, but they won't admit it Cause they all chickens, wassup wit it? (4x) Bitches! What the fuck's up wit it? You let me know! Send me a fax, e-mail, memo, postcard, telegram muthafuckas. (laughs) Wassup wit it? U.S... Homemade Explosives. Two thousand and five. Bitch