Hello Fucknuggets

i'm More Than ill, attack a nigga with a george Foreman Grill

put a Cordless Drill to his torso and watch his Organs Spill

Born to Kill, slump you at your walmart till For A Thrill

must be above the law cos i'm a free man like Morgan Still

making more green than Chlorophyll

stockpile cash, but i'll dine and dash like i can't Afford The Bill

these are shoes you're too Poor To Fill

your broke ass don't have to ask for a Reality Check

you'll automatically get a bat to the head and an Axe In Ya Neck

it's like Magic In Effect how i Handle Disrespect

light a dark nigga up like a Candle With A Tec

spray a faggot from the mitsubishi Lancer Or The Lex'

cos mainly i'm stressed and i'm maybe depressed

i'm tryna get it off my chest like there's Cancer In My Pecs..

i dare you flex, i'll leave you layed out like Dolph Lundgren

punch your Gold Fronts In

i hit like a truck with a trunk full of Old Tungsten

my limbs are Bone Crunching Stone Truncheons..

i'm known to roll solo like Lone Gunmen and Blow Hundreds

while you freeze in a Cold Dungeon and shit into an old ass toilet that Don't Function

i own niggas on mics like the freemasons Own London

spit fire like Chrome Bunsens