i beleive you sed go ahed and spit
but when i spit it seem like i'm a hed'a da shit
at'a faster pace than the distasta rate
delinquents even ya masta fake
time fo da bastad ta brake
confederate shit
fightin a war u just wont win
enlighten the world wen meks bust in
**this just in**
twix wanna mix it up wit meks
sick wit da flow flippin dro type shit bro/
stick wit meks ya know he rippin the ho track right/
dedly wit da sniper rifle or da uzi loaded on ma back tight/
bullets got u bloated fillin up ya "food box"/
so overloaded it's insides were spillin, u'll here it in tha interlude watch/
wit ma game up i'll turn this chic from'a "prude to a fox"/
but can u blame chuck? i've erned shit rude and taken my shots/
aint hit wit dedly diseases man just'a one dat'll please/
bust on fake cats when i battle mc's/
cuz rust growin on dem fake hats and i'll state dat as'a fact/
tactics like blatant advancement and a tainted attack/
have'm racin rampid i'm chase'n'em witta black painted bat/