Hell im reluctant to battle but satisfaction makes me wanna face ya
Like a chemical reaction im gonna combust and lyrically burn ya
3rd time lucky, in my game luck doesnt exsist
just pure rage on enemies and no mercy on u snitch
dissin me on yo song targeted at everybody
now time 4 the public execution but not usin knifes or shotties
as i dont need them to get me by
just words to tangle and strangle my enemies, i aint shy
like the predator i target and str8 full on attack
no remourse, head on collision, a savage murder to be exact
u some skinny little faggort making demands u cannot live up to
highlight my feelings out in the open disrupt and interupt you
Disorientated ur stomachs growing like that nigga B.I.G
bloated lack of food, u dissed me to my face, like an animal ur now encaged
as full on entrapment, no where to hide is a full on solution
fist to fist, bitch round 4 round, ur face wud change resolution
as it would be rotting resulting from the aftermatch of ruthless decapitation
a leathal murder like a bomb in the wrong hands, suicidal interaction
People on the street, adore me facin my rap counterparts, must start charging fees
intelligent, endured profit unlike ur mama
she took it once and was ready to blow
like that club in the nelly vid during the show
My discriptives be ready to bust and make ya incarcinated
following this assault ur last hope of takin out tha messenger, is coming back reincarnated.