i fuck y'all

rapping scrupulously flawless spits

combating ruinously before it hits

quick enough for me so it just call it quits

beaten once more by my flows hit i ain't talking tits

i ain't talking shit i shit at the face of it

while im walking steps by which i crack the case i face the whole shit

i ain't balling sick i spit might crack the base that disgrace them motherfuckers cos that's a cold hit

i comeback like 2 pac is back to life

like poisonous snake strikes to black up yo' life

u made a mistake tried to attack a guy with flows so nice

now your life's at stake with so much whack that you made u can defeat me? that's a lie

no one's fine when they have me as the strife

and i ain't going to dance at anybody's tunes

u might change your thoughts while my face is pale and blue

i'm dope more than the marijuana

and i hope for a tiger than a iguana

backstabbers and faggots can suck ma weenie

you garbage attracting maggots will fuck and die ain't no one gonna help you even a genie

you dead as a doornail now i've ended you forever

this shit has ended woo insane how? bullet entered through yo' liver

i'm the gulliver you just find it better to just slither off of me

u a broke up furniture when i just grind you while you never knew you're gone it's like a great boon for me