I could say id blow u away, but I would neva blow ‘dust’/
I tell it like it is… n like it is ur flow sucks/

wat i give, ‘ill make u miss ur fools existence/
niggas call me judge, cuz tha way i rule a sentence/
u wont live, my heavy tools r very cruel dispensin/
when i hit, u cant piss wit out a tubes assistance

wanna know my fame, y my lyrics r felt boy/
I spit flames, niggas cant resist like hellboy/

I send ya to hell, dis dudes such a losa/
cant enter my realm, like troops to fallujah/
fuck tha bullshit, ur not so exciting/
u couldn’t conduct flows if u got struck by lightning/

I call u pepi…cuz ur flow is so skunk/
y’d u test me? Evrybody know I smoke blunts/