Look now I don't just scare, and rightfully you 'bout to "Piss ya drawers, What Imma do to you will fulfull your mom's HORRORS!!!//

No longer using sticks & stones tactics, upgraded to nuclear warfare, Leave your crew flattened by atomic flows that leave ya'll cooked far worse than rare//


A New Game is about to be played, Where I'm from? We already inscribe your grave, playa there's nothin' left of you to save//

Cuz your done before you start son, I pull that crazy shit where people call 9-1-1, Cuz I spit and your crew will run//

Like 4-Ize I work for wings & Chicken fingers, And I make hard core rappers look like those Nsync singers//

You? Your still a rookie who thinks he's above my game, In truth, Most Rappers get chills when people mention my name//

All ya'lls flows sound the same, I can't be responsible if my Midwest style drives ya'll insane, but I really can kill by words//

I drain your spinal fluid nigga forget the fame, You be R. Kelly in the fact that "YOU WISH" you'll have what you had, Only thing wishin' will get is a loss count add//

I break you neck & back with one hit, Cuz tryin' to stop this is like fallin' in a spike pit.... You'll get STUCK//

That's why they say DUCK, Cuz When I throw you out there's just roll, no TUCK!!//

You're straight outta LUCK, I just go I don't have to Wish 'n' pray, I kill not just in the night, but also by day//

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