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Lyrics
I come through with a wristwatch and switchblade so big
that this blade got cats fuckin' runnin in they dismay
its simple, the way that I attack and destroy shit and
its funny, the way that I sit back and annoy pricks
With an immaculate flow every syllable is christened
and no, I ain't Jesus, but I got people prayin' and wishin'
payin and kissin my ass, givin' me half of they stash
dude pumpin' my gas swore I'm the master of rap
which isn't far from the truth cuz when I step in a booth
I bring my weapon in too to teach the mic a lesson or two
I'm the ultimate, my shit is ten steps above all else
When we battle, I'll give you a quarter; call help!
I'll have you smacked, black; don't act back
I'll make you the hit the deck without playin blackjack
You frontin', act real or there's a sonnin' in need
And I'll let you take the L like I was done with the weed
So understand, kid, you're not on my level
You hot as an ice cube and I'm hot as the devil
And no I ain't the type that'll claim to fight
But if I got a chance to blow out ya brain? I might
I'm that crazy, don't test me, you get blasted
It isn't a joke, this isn't a stage, forget actin'
I act what I feel... so if the steel in my hand
That's what I feel and I'm killin ya, man
