C’MON AUK IS THIS FOR REAL KILLA YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME/
TRYINA SERVE MY HUNGER BUT YOUR DISHIN WITHOUT A DELIVERY//
IF I STEPPED TO YOU…AUKIE…HUNDRED BUCKS SAYS YOU’D FALL BACK/
OR BE AN ENTOMBED AUSSIE…DOWN UNDER…WITH HOLES IN YAH SKULL CAP//
CALL ME MOSES…FROM BEHIND ME IT’S LIKE I PARTED A RED SEA/
AS BLOOD SPLATTER AT MY SIDES CUZ THIS GUY HE WANT IT AGAINST ME//
LIKE I’M SOME KIND OF A FEMCEE/ BUT I’M KINDA LIKE PRESLEY/
A KING PUSHIN HIS HARLEY WHILE YOU STILL RIDE ON A TEN SPEED//
THINKIN SHIT IS SWEET LIKE YOU’RE STROLLIN DOWN YAH LOVER’S LANE/
YOU UTTER FAME/ ON YAH WAY TO GETTING KNOCKED OUT LIKE CLUBBER LANE//
WHILE YOU LIKE TO WALK WITH A GINSU/ SO THAT YOU CAN CUT AWAY/
I’LL FILL YOU WITH SO MUCH LEAD YOU’LL BEGIN TO LOOK LIKE A PENCIL//
AUK I WOULDN’T FEEL YOU…IF YOU WAS CLOSE TO ME/ LIKE CLOTHES TO ME/
WHILE I’M ROASTIN BEATS/ THROW YOU ON THE OPEN FIRE AND TOAST YAH MEAT//
YOU COULDN’T HOPE TO BEAT/ THIS AVERAGE JOE ON HIS BADDEST NIGHT/
HE SEARCHED FOR BRAGGIN RIGHTS/ BUT FOUND A CASKET AND A ROSARY//
THE WAY IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE/ NOW HE’S SWIMMIN IN HIS AFTERLIFE/
KNOWIN HE SHOULDDA JUST PASSED THE MIC/ INSTEAD HE CHOSE TO BEEF//
MY SPIT IS ACID LIKE/ MELT YAH SKIN UNTIL YAH EYES SCREAM/
LEAVIN THE WHOLE OF ALL CITY WALKIN AWKWARDLY BACK TO ID…
