Yah-hah
Watch out motherfuckers, its Yah-hah and Strictt Ame,
All these other cats talking blah blah and big game
They can catch the quick 9 bullets laced with strictnine
These cats face 6 times my clip lines erase they 6 lives,
Trip, why? I'm running through your land like 'Fuck I'ma get mine'
I lift my heat, you grip the seat blast you like my stereo,
Enemies, let the semi squeeze walking past you like my weary foes,
You can't hear me though, my text was enough to give you a head rush,
You bled plus my Red chucks'll kick you till the lead stuck,
I said hush, It's my turn to sledgehammer ya fuckin jaw off,
Grippin, trippin with the sawed off till both ya arms fall off,
Rippin the walls off, I'm killin all the docs off with a weak stomach,
Running out the mental ward without a proper release from it,
I'm armed with the payload to start harmin the main road,
Startin the game slow I'm archin the blade though,
I'm carvin the paved road part of the same show,
The art of my pained flows well lets start with the plain clothes,
I'm markin my aim so pardon my halo,
Startin the chain slow, shootin so many bullets I hit ya guardian angel
Strictt Ame
Listen up you rookies gettin fucked - you heard Yah NOW ME
Don’t give a damn your fly, I’ll shoot at the sky til the CLOUDS BLEED
I hear faggot emcees claimin their ill - I just LAUGH, CHUCKLE
Cuz one punch would take the belt and leave ya ASS BUCKLED
Ame got that one hitter quitter, bitch Im PAST SCUFFLES
And fuck ya gun, once it jams ya meetin my BRASS KNUCKLES
AFTER THIS SEGMENT you’ll be SPLATTERED IN SECTIONS
Until cops come N find you in SCATTERED DIRECTIONS
Venomous flows Im tremendous with those - RABID, IM WRECKIN
And every verse I drop is a felony - its BAD FOR YA RECORD
Sucker emcees don’t got an answer for the ILLNESS I HARBOR
I was rippin cyphers when kids were still KILLED FOR THEIR STARTERS
Against me you stand no chance - your 16s are NUTHIN N LETS SAY
You could be Mexican and you still wouldn’t be FUCKIN WITH S.A.
Think Im stressing your disses? Its more like TOLERABLE TENSION
Im easily top 5 - not even Judges give you an HONORABLE MENTION
We KNOW YA LYING, all you phonies got a career that SLOWLY DYING
So when I shoot, you’ll get buried in a Lake er Basket, KOBE BRYANT