i should tie you up and keep cuttin you wit a knife
and sit you in the alchol bath for the night
and watch you strugglin strainin for your life
dump a radio bumpin your demo when your bad for da life
thats what i take from you
meet you in a fake humble
attack your foundation until it crumble
its me and my dog be on the stumble
go but stayin in the right mind
just to blaze a track
to or fake individuals that rap
screamin up your bootleg like they scared and shit
knowin that the kon artist come prepared with clips
fuller than male scriptures
you watch you take pictures
notes and write down quotes and how i rap and got witcha
told you nigga before we got much to gain
nothin to lose, coruption the lives of all rules
tie you up and put you in situations to hurt you
tie you uo to trees and shoot poisnous darts at you
with venom in it to murder you servin you right
dp kon artists swervin tonight
we rock from state to state
and city to city
you make a siss like a faggot tryin on silicon titties