nigga i got intentions of leaving ya ass in the dirt
pound u down to the ground and leave u in earth
i put more slugz in ya body then u see when it rains
and got pump on my waist that can eat up ya brain
so nigga squeeze up ya game
before i squeeze the trigger
and leave ya ass real skinny like a model's figure
i'll leave R.I.P sitting right above ya picture
so i'm digging a ditch big enough it will fit ya
and leave u hanging from the ceiling like a light bulb fixture
when my slugz enter ya body you'll be laid out straight
while ya lyrics are like a girls period they come three hours late
i'll leave u bloody and battered
and leave ya brain on the ground like glass was shattered
i put a red dot on ya head like ya working at target
so forget about this battle cause u already lost it
i'll leave u stomped on the floor like u was part of mosh pit
and leave ya ass on the road like u was part of tar pit
so i'm stepping on u bitch like ya part of carpet
and u can't step to me cause this some hard shit
so u don't wanna know what i pack in the trunk
cause i'll leave ya ass bulging out like a genietal lump
and i'm the general punk so u better do what i say
cause i'll leave u flat like them lines on the highway
so i'm slaughtering ya ass supa blanco
and leaving more shells in u nigga then a taco