Lyrics
Yo kronic your kidding the scribe actually singed you
Bitch I lestined to your track your wack no need to rewinde you
You gonna see that I can rip you you don’t need to zoom
I was spittin hotta shit when I came outta my moms whome
You know what bitch you cant spit anything hot
This will be so brutal poly will need an adrenaline shot
Your only defense will be blocking me on msn
when you wright you get second thoughts from ur pen
i bet your wondering why i had no skit well i dont need that jargon
after you peep this track youll be the one who wants to bargon
saying please jobo dont rip me anymore than that
so jobo goes home and gets his fucking base ball bat
meats the shit outta him till his pain is kronic
fuck man those words to me seem kinda ironic
you flow super fast so i cant make out the words
but in the end the lyrics have less taste than curds
you think you smoke kronic well i just did
meaning that i riped and set fire to this kid
he might have posted earlier but mine is tigher
and after this battle hell be a jobo resiter
he will love to play my track over and over
and how lyrically i took him out like red rover