you’s the bitch get-in rich off other peoples nuts/
you say u an intellectual// but u just a straight up homosexual/
Spit-in all these lines/ that were actually once mines/
I guess I should compare us to Tyson vs. holyfield/
bite-in so many lines catch u wit the hook an reel/
don’t u feel special running around wit ya ghat /
wife who go shoot wit dat?/

You shoot-in opps u missed

Throw-in so many whack lines even white boys gotta diss/
I can’t believe Ur still rappin/lyrical soldiers will have Ur lungs collapse-in/
u vs. us is just a fatal attraction/kill u bitch like salient assassins/
Murder-in different MCÂ’s kill-in them by the ration/ I’m do-in it for the passion/


You shoot-in opps u missed

U Just another bitch that just joined our black list/
U might as well go ahead an’ slit Ur wrist/
better off then try-in ta step ta dis/
I may be white but my rhymes aim to kill/give ya a chills/ make ya freeze in action/
put ya body in traction/spit so quick u be like o nuts what just happened/
matter a fact then IÂ’ll just put u in a car or a van/shoot u right there where u stand/
u demand a recount well there ain’t no recounts from a T.K.O./
ain’t no recounts when I bury u 6 feet below/
ain't no recounts when my nutss like whoa/

I’m shoot-in at u ya’ll bitches

Me and blackout will have u sleep-in in ditchÂ’s/
we like light switchÂ’s/ turn us on an’ we drop-in bombs/
Pretty soon u can find us out on CD ROMs/
Ain’t a psychic/ I can’t read Ur palms/
but I can predict the future lyrical soldiers is the future/
We a mix like gin an’ a atomic bomb white n black/
hit u harder then if u were a quarterback/
hit u quicker then if I was take-in it to the whole an’ I was shaq/
there ainÂ’t no surviving our lyrical attack/ have u lay-in face down flat on your back/