Yo partna, as crazy as your name sound
I know you can't even huff and puff and blow my house down//
or even last two rounds in the ring with rho
I put you lights out like back-in-da day Riddick Bowe//
Leave your speech slow and slurry, dumb and dirty
Make wolf retire his rhymes before the age of thirty//
you can't fuck wit a ni99a with a name like rho
I'm like greek mythology with the hot shit flow//
And i murda cats quick, sick with my spit-fire shit
burn up the mic and pass you the soot to sniff wit//
cause you's a junkie to my rhymes and punches//
coming a dime a dozen, serving cats like pre school lunches//
This is the takeover man, put wolf in ma hand
And squeeze so I can hear that bitch ass squeek//
Cause your bark is weak son, and your pack is wack son
get out the rap game 'fore you get attacked son

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