Why split-this-way?..Got a blunt and fifth-in-place
I'm almost ready..to throw bottles..script-ya-face
Like bad-surgeons..slice & dice til the bags-hurtin
On ya eyes..To report for vice..I'm the last-person
To snitch-on..I control pro hitmen tools they live-on
Swing swift arms..put ya face first in a ditch-wrong
Before bury-in-corpses..gotta go hurry-my-courses
Transactin drug deals..then scurry-enforcement's
Quick-to-watch like perverts..inside my private-stash
Shit-I-spot undeserved...only a bottom line-of-gas
Rap anyway it comes-out..ya frail takin dumb-routes
Any 'date available'..impale em..take his lungs-out
You mean shit-to-me..no form of clues-or-history
Fake Goosebump mystery raps..booed-instantly
Free-style like no-other..rapper under closed-covers
See-wild reactions as..deepthroatin ho's-smothered
Won't surpass that-point..aches in my back-&-joints
Force me to pause..now I really have-no-choice