So put yo misses on chill, 'for you droppin' your guard/
This artist been scarred, his heart-is partly dropped till it's hard//
Further and further my verse is skirtin this broad/
If I'm unheard of, when you get word I serve the girth to your jaws//
Fifteen from a nine, OR, seven from fours/
I miss to mean a misdemeanor sent as heveanly swords//
Hell yeah, I put the motherfuckin SALT in his WOUND/
An alternate doom, dying when you WALK IN THE ROOM//
I'm stocked with the BOOM, you runnin' out of the bland/
Up the prize and I supply that which runs around the demand//
Spit a round at "The Man" and tell the cops it's on purpose/
I merk this, clown like, he's found in the CIRCUS//
Ya clothes drop, the ONLY TIME you "peel" with ya men/
I rapped you up till you was "blunted" and I'm "SEALIN YOU IN"//
The power's aroused, this coward's upped and opened his grill/
It's like, hittin's a game, so I'm, hittin' this dame/
And what the shit? the shit What you spitt-ed, shit you SHOULD be ASHAMED//
This bitch is paid on the 1st, and fuckin BROKE on the 3RD/
My shit is DOPE...... ya'll could up and try to SMOKE MY WORDS//