s get hyper Flip this thing and sting like a viper Rollin' with the rhythm, I did it for my opponent If there was a crown to be taken, yeah, I would own it Believe that my
cabbage with my name and my status but I remain as the baddest motherfucker 's established and I 'm still at it grounding that Hennessey straight popping that still mad at Down at my
chill I hear your heart pumpin brothers don't think it can't spill I came from Louisiana, bananas get peeled This ain't no propaganda, my knocker that
hide, my wounds will find the salt around the rim This sting won't help this bleeding heart forget you Perfect lines like space and time extend across my
the a-team or is you hatin' like they are? Fuck ?®em all - red my rings, dread my stings Dead my flings - cop ? and spread my wings See, life's a bitch
I get you drunker Than your bourbon, ale, liquor, malt My assault learned it well Turn the tables of time with my perception Building staples of rhyme hear my
twist and turn with this beat that I kick it South River, Trax East Fuck with me you'll be deceased 6 foot underground is where you'll be to say the
, well hear, I wanna Well, here I be-a with the quickness, kid I'm wit this I rip to swig my verses Just because they think this be like leapin' out my
be running I don't hate you, maybe still date you, if fate's true the definition can't be me and you As long as my heart beats I'm striving to live
tunnel of doom reality Grahically, my Killer Bee family stings the galaxy Insanity, titanium stomach, devourin' Guinness My flesh is solid stone despite my outer appearance Still
be a day of defeat You'll need to Install cheats or retreat Couldn't be beat If I was drums in Africa for wax Crack the manufacturer My caliber
jettin' right by with the fly Latin girl in my ride You gettin' jealous? You shouldn't be jealous Let me ask the fellas, hey, fellas Why is he jealous, jockin' me and my
lyin the flow asscheeks Im on the beat like Contra bllaoow Steamroll over shit im in a tonka now This aint about radio see im beyond a thou But still
like rootbeer and she popped her gum and arched her back hell marysville ain't nothing but a wide spot in the road some night my heart pounds just like
my name and my status but I remain as the baddest motherfucker 's established and I 'm still at it grounding that Hennessey straight popping that still mad at Down at my
I get you drunker than your bourbon, ale, liquor, malt, my assault learned it well Turn the tables of time with my perception Building staples of rhyme hear my
gonna get you popped, probably get your ass killed I see you little motherfuckers, up in it, can't chill I hear your heart pumpin brothers don't think
