lyrically and physically my words send u to ya corner like a boxer
ya attempt to beat me will only have the heater red u like a lobster
like a deadly combinationn of hypnotic and vodka my lyrics are flammable
cops find ya body parts in a few different places but ya death's unexplainable
the only way ya spitting hot shit is if ya head is up my ass and u got an "anal-view" (i'm spiting hot shit)
Lyrics manifest inside ya body leave ya "brain-outta-wack"
get blasted with a pump the size of a poolstick like it "came-outta-shaq"
so u gonna run when the semi auto let's loose and attacks
doctors operate and find a few clips in ya back
lyrics getting hungry eat u like a midnight snack
the only time u hear clapping (gun shots) is when people applaud
bitch u prewrite ya shit which means ya a fraud
don't step to me i'll let the heater spray u down
red beams paint ya face like a birthday clown
lyrics slap u around like an abusive father
u know u gonna lose this battle so why bother
heater cut ya body open leave slits like gills
scare u so much have ya face turn whiter then ex pills
riding through ya hood i stop by ya house
looking for a quickie see ya girl slide up in her blouse
i'm hot so my fire can't be doused
have u rubbing sticks together to get hot like ya camping out
hands down u already know i'm the "vic-tor"
lyrics become legendary like a da vinci "pic-ture"
slug hit u like a truck u won't know what hit ya
coming up against me u better bring ya whole crew with ya
lyrics operate like a doctor cut ya body open
u my patient i'm an arson leave ya body smoking
but i'm tired of playing but i'm gonna end this "right-here"
and the winner of this battle is already "quite-clear"