I come to, bringin the pain better be knowin its insane
The way i be rippin steady hittin flippin this b!tch .. no name/
Thats's gassed like propane with a slow-flame better know-game
The pain will make sure u die slow coz your flows-trained/
And my woes-pain is my gain check the record
Better respect it or get burnt by my flames/
Im flippin the seconds, while rippin these b^ches
And im keepin it goin im kickin and stickin its f*ckin malicious/
Inkursively vicious tryna win. your delirious
do u have an accent?... how can I we take you serious?/
I’m comin to blow up, and bash curtly
Drive u into the ground when we hit it ya town and crash derby/
I’m thrash dirty, infact react with .perhaps thirty
Times the attack with facts break ya lapse early/
middle get snappped, collapse relapse surly
And middle is a b^ch thats right he acts gurly/
So how in the f*ck u tryna win, .ya raps wheezy
When I’m beatin a fag in hear...Thats EaZy/
Ya chests' will be breezy, holier than a crumpet
Coz you b!tch ass fag blowin our d!ck s like f*ckin trumpets/
Like it or lump-it, y'all hunted u aint verbally wreckin me
Ya confused, its more like verbally wrecking who?/
Im wreckin you to the point of no return, im firm
Spit fire at him to watch this mothafucka burn