Untitled Song ft. juiccy mann

I could jump into this battle completely unprovoked/

But theyre all avoiding me cuz they know theyll get smoked/

So they choose their words wisely, bow and stare at their feet/

When they see me heading towards them, they hurry to the other side of the street/

And really who can blame them? They don’t stack up to my skills/

Im running out of room keeping track of my kills/

So this isn’t aimed at hobo, sb, or pianoman/

Im aiming this at anybody who thinks that they can/

If you think you got it, then come and bring it/

Ft. juicy mann

Otherwise keep yourself clear/

Or risk getting caught up in the flames by getting too close to here/

Im not the type to jump on the weak, but im quick to strike back/

Still waiting for the meal, all these are hardly a snack/

It’s a waste of my time/ a waste of a rhyme/

Until someones got the balls to call me out, im chillin like brad from sublime/

The noise that you hear, is the people chanting my name/

Cuz I give them what they came for and I can never be tamed/

I leave them feeling like every muscles been strained/

I know ill be blamed/

but I wont be detained/

my record up to now is flawless and wont be easily stained/