check in check in
time for the wreckin wreckin
aiyo no disrespect but ya cannon's lookin small
don't waste yo time wit the punches
Ill toss ya like brown bag lunches
in the summertime, stealth wit my rhymes
when im catching wealth like a stock broker
but I attack with allmighty cruelty
u ain't foolin me, wit ya wannabe thug look
u just a poser by the book
i took yo rep and shattered it
with ease the whole league
screaming please not another
luse cannon flow, they rather suck a faggots dick
and catch some H-I-V explicitly
to the point u probably be a punk bitch in the joint
sector, yo mom's stamina was weak, I wrecked her
had to inject her wit the annaconda
can u picture that , step to this u get a bat
to the dome knocked back like a rat
I spit poisononous spores
stop tryna be hardcore
yo verses put kids on a sugar rush to snore