Hook 2x:    C-H-I-C-A-G-O  It's the final tic and here we go  Forget about them other styles  Conflict kicking rodeo    Verse 1: Kilo    Once upon a time  In the land of gang bang mentality  When we drop quick  Final tic clik  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  Secret loan hear we bang  The rooting tooting shooting maniac  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    Hook    Verse 2: Cold Hard    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 finish up 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 twisted hips  Two eyes shot 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    Hook 2x    Verse 3: Never    Nigga this the final tic  Calm bitches done made him mad  Bust a cap and jump back and it's on  And I'm gone and 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 hoe  Push that bitch 6 under zero  Who to roll mile though 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'ma 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'ma come on up so you betta get ready  For the last and Final Tic    Hook    Verse 4: WildStyle    This is the final tic  I didn't mean to show my ass hoe  But I can't be soft coming off nasty  Willing woulda killa nigga if you wanna  Make it out alive kid you might die  I could fuck up your homies  Everylast one a y'all is a free fall ah no  Dynamite all around me  In ten more seconds we all might be gone  Four tons a death  You can't escape the Conflict  Wid the rodeo when you explode  It's overloading the flow  If you know woulda known  Betta pray cause it won't be no more  Did you wanna be blindfolded  Pressure, all around make you feel it  I'ma villain I'ma 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    Hook 6x