Now I Didn't Wanna Have To Put Ya Ass On Blast,
But My Shit Is Like Tear Gas You'll Need A Gas Mask//
It'll Take A Few Seconds For Me To Leave U Slumped In The Grass,
I Crack Ya Skull Open An Leave It Scattered On The Ground Like Glass//
I Roll With Pump But U Don't See Cause It's Stuffed In The Back,
An I Ain't An Athlete But I'll Be Running Ya Ass//
I'm A Carolina Native A Level 5 Tornado,
I'll Drop More Bombs On U Like Bush And N.a.t.o//
And I'll Rock U Nigga You'll Behind My Bars Just Like Yayo//
I'll Put U Where The Sun Don't Shyne,
And I Don't Mean The One In The Sky I Mean The One With The Nine//
Cause When U Step In My Hood They'll Be More Hands Pointing Then The Ones That Tell Time,
I'm Like A Train And U Ain't Gonna Disrail My Rail Line//
I Slaughter Ya Ass And Get Away With No Jail Time,
Ya Lyrics Should Be Destroyed Like A Failed Experiment//
And My Heater Will Leave U In The Dirt Like An Ancient Pyramid,
So Nigga Clean Ya Ears Out Cause I Hope Ya Hearing This//
Cause I Ain't Gonna Repeat Myself,
I'll Leave Ya Brain On The Ground Looking Like Chesse When It Melts//
And U Scheming For Help U Need A New Writer,
But It's To Late Cause I'll Have Ya Ass Retire Like J.r. Rider//
But While Fed Ex Packages Mail,
I'm Leaving Dots On Ya Ass As If U Was Practicing Brail//
So Nigga Don't Test My Skills,
I Ain't Next President But I Will Be On The Next Hundred Dollar Bill//
And Take This Like The Last Battle I Won't Show No Mercy,
Even An Ancient Voodoo Witch Couldn't Curse Me//
Nigga U Can't Be Serious,
I Thought After Losing The First Time You'd Realize Your Delerious//
And U Can't Handle My Rhymes,
So Go Back To Sleep Cause It's Almost Past Ya Nap Time//