By the way, I
re-up on on bad dreams, bag up screams in fifties
Be up on mad schemes that heat shop
like Jiffy-Pop (Pop)
In a instant get smoked
like Winston Cigarettes
Ho's get ripped off like Nicorette patch
In real life the real trife scene
Might snatch ya life like assault ma chine
Rifle, dead up setup like bull-fight
Be Be blunted how we like
couldn't white or in full flight
The unemotional call me anti-social
On On the run off the gun
death tally commercial
Death valley is like re
hearsal to the streets
To my peeps G.M MF on the beat
Rhymes is chosen like the
weapons of war
So keep from steppin' on my floor or de
livery front door (there you go)
I bring it to y'all motherfuckers
master yours
My disaster cause Hell in gas drawls
The supervillain cooler than a million,
I be chillin'
S'til quick to slice squares
like Sicilians
Don't make me have
to hurt them feelings
I'll ruin you in the dirt that I be doin in my
dealings (while I'm)
Sendin' spirits through the ceilin',
chrome peelin'
Dome blown within the comforts
of your own home
Grown big wheelin' and high rollin'
I hold the lye, it keeps the sty on my eye
swollen (the corner)
Holdin', foldin' the pal
Known as massive-versatile
I'd I'd like to big 'em
up Monster Isle
my brother Subroc and Black Ju
I crack brew for, two more,
three men, two up
I hit the brew up like nobody knows how
X the unseen feels
When giving crews a brush
with death like between meals
Two times a day with brothers
that's tight like a noose
With more rhymes in use than Dr.
Seuss or motherfuckin' Mother Goose
X the suspicious flirter
Who every hooker hearda', next
to malicious murda'
A track type vicious ful fillin'
the pipe wishes
The misses may be legal
minus the baby eagle
Any given summer's eve
don't breathe
Sixteen shots I do believe and one up the
sleeve (the corner)
Master of the O who predict
ya last pause
I told y'all, Hell and gas drawls
Breakin glass and plastic jaw
like federal drastic law
Fed up from fightin' secret war wit' them
Fantastic Four (invisible bitch)
Versus Doom wit' the metal face
be fore I go to state
The ho better settle case
The flow is at pedal pace
steady like tricycles
Beware all suckas is froze like icicles
(bag 'em up)
And baggin' bitches like nickels
'Cause I licked 'em where they
tickle before I hit the clit though
I'ma split 'til I pronounce,
more hits than a ounce no doubt
About to bounce, X the unannounced,
I'm out
And I like to give a