watch it as a rip rips, clippin with this sick track
see me when I diss back, drippin from the retract
sippin with the relapse, slittin with my mean cap
see that I am not fucking around, because I mean that
stupid snake, don't expect you to go all out
Now respond, rip you all out with my tall shouts
all doubt gettin into this victimless bullshit
when I'm quick with this bullet, all get to sick to do shit
tunafish is a nuisance, what the fuck you cryin about
better stop wild'n out before I get my style and route
sittin' there with scotty tryin' lie and said you got me
but I got the peace like I'm ghandi that can make a bunch of bodies
when I go and punch the shotty knock you out of aracrombie
I'm already robbin' zombies, why the fuck you rocking honkies?
It's apparent, both need to learn a verbal lesson
so this burn of herbal essance will then turn you to the freshness
I really got the mac so I can really pop ya pack
Tuna not his cock you fag
why the fuck you rockin' rags?
when you see the glock in hand might wanna block ya man,
no this aint a shopping land no V Necks that cost a grand
and you aren't flossin' man.. stop the bullshit glossin' man
see me the with cool whip, rims color as ice cream
across this fuckin beef, same speed as light beams
what is it you might mean? I can see you like visine
and you aint hiding from me, why you rhyming with these
letters and sleeze, when you know that I am better then thee
if you don't get on your knees then I will sever your knees
diss a general, I let it slide, diss 2, I'll let you die
first rule of being dope, don't get high off ya supply
felt yaself to much, now you busted like public
ejaculation buses, gettin' fucked but you seem to love it
Yes I'm schizophrenic, yes I need to take some pills
YES I'm crazy, STILL better at making skills
then you ever will, writing with a letter quill, gettin ill
while you both fuckin' each other watchin' liquids spill
rippin your will, never asleep, resisting arrest
take off ya threads and chest, then stab you to death
grabbin ya neck, twist it till it's adam apple sauce
I battle hard, I battle miles, you couldn't battle yards
why the fuck you think I saddle for? go on top of battle horse
knock you with my rattle source, rhyme book is that of course
back and forth, punch your chest to the back of ya back
bomb ya vila in spain, cause.. ''Yeah baby I like it like that''
Like ''Black-Out All Stars'', cause that's what I do
all up inside your mouth like I'm fucking ya tooth...