Fuck-a-mission..if ya have navigators who..suck-at-vision
Trust-I'm killin MC's wit empty hands..cupped-for-wisdom
Abasin-ya-facts of leadership..crooks who sought for danger
They taken-a-back like meat hooks..in torture chambers
Skeletons from corpses-hang-up..like cordless phone bases
The whole basis recognized better than..corleone's faces
Abash-ya-dignity..they brag-&-simply act a fool like ludacris
End up being plane..& still won't..attract a cool stewardess
Like cryogenics..it's not ya business..what's ya purpose of knowin
So you'll say you service-the-coldest..using fervent emotions
Let's abrogate wack niggas..whose flows goes-to-exaggerate
Ho's-with-cannons-take lives..make ya old bones-decapitate
Got solo after tapes of auditions..shows you lack the blockbusters
To become one who picks 3 like..lottery's pack-the-hot-numbers