Im bout to spit on u, y wait//
Ill have u nervous as if u were on yo first date//
Cuz i see through you like Zima//
As if i were an invisible ghost i just seen ya//
I pack more steel than a Industrial Company//
And im like Elmo " U gotta love me"//
Ill pull a 1-8-7//
Like a terrorist attack like 9/11//
But if u visualize and compromise as i disquise my wise, you'll find out how ripped out yo insides and dressed you on yo outsides//
I keep it deep as if i had a army fleet//
Bout 10 niggas at ya feet not ready for defeat//
But being discreet that yo shit is weak//
you'll see how sorry u are when u float down shits creek//
so deep//
With no paddle, use yo feet//
With bullet holes in yo chest that'll make u float above freely//
But u cant see me//