Read at a normal pace

Make blocks move with a hit of flames in this chamber
I'mma misfit / that slaps dames outta anger /
They say I can tame ya //
for the fact that my mind is just like a jail hanga
Uh... / But I'mma be real for once you gonna feel da force /
like an eviction notice / or a bill on ya porch
You gotta learn from life when your scratched for once
You gotta learn to cyph with the latch on ya guns
Got the blunt burnin bright without the patch on ya lungs
That makes you dumber than life cuz you catchin fun
I might just / snatch a bum out his jordan kicks
Pull out the weapons and show him who he's toyin wit
Take his life quick / which might make his boys flip
Send him to the stars like ones of Flloyd Mayweathers hits
But I'mma dice these fruits for the price of two
from baton ruuge /
kinda like spys that jump my gates to get schooled /
I show little regard for the singers N rap artists
So I send these rats to heaven when these cats is starvin