I got two nine’s and I’m firin’ each, the top? I’m higher in reach
Skills? You admire, I teach and watch how I stop R like a pirate’s speech
Like I said before, my two thangs are banging, I’m true slang sustaining
You lame and waiting and We all know riz a bitch like Wu-Tangs complaining
This fag’s wack and reppin, while I clap his steppin, straight macs for tension
He’s hacked and stressin caz if he’s god my punches’ll send him back to heaven
Pussy gunna wait and drop, he a faking flop, crying like “make him stop”
Flows like lakes n docks and Riz like a diabetics head, he can’t take a pop
If you wanna live theres no way to protect your means, fists reflect your dreams
Riz, Direct your things, my punches roll overheads like moving projector screens