Lyrics
(INTRO)
I flow the fact, will never hold back,
You know that, after testing ya vision goes black,
i can bite on DEEZ, nuts, you get stuffed in freezers,
racked and hacked, cut with meat cleavers,
divas get on theys knees and start pleasin,
belive us, i rock chains with the cross you know,
freestyles like some traffic, cuz I stop then go,
i toss foes, arcoss blocked roads, i hock flows,
when i get up to rap yall stand up and praise,
Spit box ya clique and put you man out for days,
devine raps, with time caps ill paint pitcures,
the shots goin down ya throat aint liquer,
Take a walk wit me, homie so you can talk wit me, what
Try to rock wit me, homies will cock the glock for me, what
Try to start wit me, crossing streets, cars will stop for me, what
Try to pop on me, homie I know you’ll not succeed, what
Im out and chugging liquor, until my hands can crush a pillar,
Not scared to bust the trigger, not a doubt im fuckin sicker,
What ya all about, you all wack, on the track ya nothing,
The Mac im busting, till I cause some fucking mass destruction,
You aint never clacked for someone, I done asked ya brothers,
For the stack im hustling, ill cock em back, and bust em,
On the track im cussing, you motherfuckin pusses,
Known for ducking cops, bucking shots and snuffing rookies,
Now lemme interfere, there aint no bitching here,
Bout to switch the gears, attracting crowds, im spitting flairs,
Im bumping out the shit ya feel, let the floor shake ya,
Yall can catch me pointing steal, like the sword makers,
You wanna feel a wrath, then step in to this thug’s path,
Yall be feeling me when killing it spilling a Bloodbath,
Complete adrenalin pumps fast, I could punch out ya sockets,
Fist swinging flames faster then a launching rocket,
Ill straight drop the target, you get popped retarded,
Stop ya fuckin yapping, you’ll get tossed in garbage,
You should never started, but I do what I gotta,
But it threw ya, when I cruise through you bitches will holla,
Im like a dog collars, cuz I be choking you dog,
put a red hott bullet in you the size of a log,
I got all you rookie, saying Oh my god,
You can’t touch me faggot, you looking at a mirage,
But know im still the real deal I just can’t stop,
Ill ride up on your block, with more cars then a parking lot, POP
I dodge all shots like frogs, when I am leaping em
Im in your shortys bed, don’t wake me up im sleeping in,
You wanna deal with flames, let me pre heat the oven,
When it comes to skills in the game, your knee-deep, im smothered,
Stacked artillery, when my bombs drop they flipping cliques,
You bringing in as much loot as a nonprofit business,
You don’t remember me? You must got some short term memory,
I ran laps around you damn cats to burn some energy,
Fuck that, watch me slice ya face in a figure 8,
Im squeezing guns on these pusses until my trigger breaks,
