yo, yall might wanna throw on a verbal flak jacket
my style is hectic, lyrically up step it, rythmically subjected.
see i say fuck 50, fuck ja, fuck all yall,
you all a bunch of slaves to pops call,
just wait five years, ad witness they all fall.
See i was placed on this planet, just to cause havoc,
your mind fumbles at my speech, painful, you cant stand it.
lyrically, spiritually, indivisibly handed, you my fuckin cattle that i just branded.
I ain't done, im just startin to have fun, dunn.
I' revolvin around earth and sun,
mesmerize, terrify, and tear your lungs with the bang of my gun.