with the toxic content i release you should leave me in peace/
why fuck with a hot convict that wont hesitate to leave you in peices/
bringin more beef than cattle stampedes, you cant handle my splatter techniques/
waste of talent when i battle for free, strike with enough force to rattle your knees/
u a genious on the outside? what about the inside, bout to be where the slugs lie/
herb gives up while other thugs try, chumps run from war with drugs on his mind/
thinkin im the man while i rip this man to shreds, untill the cannon jams/
wear off road clothes like treaded threads, body thrown in empty space like stranded vans/
i keep trippin out on these, clowns that you suckin off for fees/
you wouldnt make money, or have a sex if you were born without knees/