tick, tock, better watch tha clock, one to ya dome, straight from my glock/
ready or not, this is lil md, travelin cross seas, to murda tendency/
you aint no friend of me, you just my enemy/
my flows be on fully-automatic, this niggas in a state of panic/
Ill disassemble your ass like a skilled mechanic, cuz I come like nas, illmatic/
Bitches run scared, thinkin I’m satanic, rhythmic getting his ass stretched like elastic, this pussy’s a fuckin faggot/
Fuck “round tha other way“, this bitch is got a first class ticket to the “Hershey Highway”
I’ma drop a dime, jury gonna convict me of committing this lyrical crime/
My rhymes is sick leavin this bitch ill, stuck in the infirmary, its “times to kill”/
Layin in hospital bed, gauze wrapped round ya head, beeeep, flat line this bitch is dead/