Nigga u silly thinkin that tha deala is lazy/
I'll take the stray jackets off my pistols and let em go crazy/
You talk about lyrical heat nigga u iced/
I'll have ya ass flyin on cloud nine to meet christ/
U talkin bout gashin slashes/
That line was worthless like a pack of wet matches/
My flow ain't the best but i'm better than u/
And if I gotta tell u again imma get dj screw/
But back to u /ing/
I'm tryin to see what u was think /ing /
Fuckin wit me i'll leave ur brain leak /ing /
But on some real I don't wanna put u to sleep/
Wit that nina i got that'll bury u six feet deep