Stop and listen, I slaughter b*** es from all positions //
aint no frat battle when Im stompin on my competition //
walkin on my opposition, cocky with the bars Im spittin //
hard to listen probly cuz my cock be in the broad you kissin //
cock the peice and arms is lifted //
so when I tell you proceed with caution you better copy like army sent it //
bars is heat from start to finish,
I spark a beat so hard truth commercials wanna market me for carcagenics //
artfully I maul a victim, probly wanna charge admission //
20 at the door and an extra dollar each per carved appendage //
arteries and hearts, I'll rip apart MC's and start a buisness //
fraud mc's for smaller digits, stars can be my office b*** es //
stoppin me the odds againts it //
cuz music is my Black Market, I find it odd to be a contradiction //
honestly the hardest spittin // so it sounds akward
to call it the black market, when I body all the artist in it //
