i'll spit more rhymes with murders deadly venom
i blast u muthafucka point blank like that punk ass john lennon
enough weed to call ma joint back i ain't pretendin
i murdah wit my adrenalin u should be defendin
until ur very endin cos what i'm spittin is sick
when i come down in this shit like a ton-of-bricks
i'm crushin everythin includin this son-of-a-bitch
i'm gonn-b-quick in n out when i'm gunnin-ur-clique
just to let u know i'm runnin-this-shit right to the wire
take up fight-to-be-the-sire thinkin u raw but ur a fuckin liar