AUKWARDS…KILLA…DO REALLY KNOW BOUT THE MIGHT OF MEN/
WHO ARE LIVIN BY THE PEN/ IF NOT SO SOMEONE PLEASE ENLIGHTEN HIM//
I’M SICKER THAN SWALLOWING BOTTLES OF LICKS WITH VICADIN/
WHILE GORGIN ON THE CORPSE OF AUKWORDS ORDERED RAW AND COLD LIKE LIQUID NITROGEN//
EVEN THE HARDEST ARTIST IS MARTYRED LIKE HIS NAME IS JESUS/
FIRST THEY’RE BEING DRAWIN AND QUARTER THEN CHOPPED IN TO EIGHTY PIECES/
I’M COCKY LIKE I ATE SOME FECES/ BE THE SHIT LIKE FECAL MATTER/
FLOW HARDER THAN YAH HEART IS PUMPIN WHEN I BUST THRU YAH WEAKEND BLADDER//
AND EVEN AFTER/ THE CHAPTER IS CLOSED/ AND THE TAGS ON YAH TOE//
MY SCROTUM WILL STILL BE TAPPIN JAW/ AND MY DICK THE BACK OF YAH THROAT//
I MASTERED THIS FLOW/ SLING IT WHILE I RAPPIN SO RAW/
I’LL LEAVE THIS JOKER JOCKIN CAMELS LIKE HE’S BACK WIT SADDAM//
A PACKAGE OF BOMBS/ IS WHAT I SEEM TO PACKAGE IN BARS/
WHILE TRUE IMPACT YOU SEEM TO LACK IN YAH BARS//
YOU’RE RAPPIN WITH PROS/ AUKWARDS…WHILE I’M SMACKIN A FRAUD/
LEAVIN THIS LIL MAN SONNED LIKE I YACKED IN HIS MOMS…
