Messin wit my click they'll be consequences and repacussions/
When we leave the rap battle my challenger got a concussion/
Got shells dat cause combustion/
As soon as a nigga pick up a mic here come da bitches/
Im young and intelligent I invest my riches/
Don't conversate wit snitches/
I spit so hard on the mic I give it contussions/
My lyrics are allusive give yo brain allusions/
Im hustlin while niggas is sittin/
I got shells dat will knock the thread out ya knitting/
I feel pity on ya weak soul/
I put a shottie to his chest when the smoke cleared his bode had a hole/
I swing hard so you can call me a body rocker/
I put slugs in yo chest where you cant breath proper/
I leave yo block in shamels/
We puff dro dont mess wit the camels/
My rhymes make people turn the volume up/
Before you battle me you should pray for good luck/
I capped yo belly and it looked like you had a tummy tuck/
Im a rider until I reach the morgue/
Im unpredictable messin wit me you dont know what you in for/
My block stay muy caliente/
I have no conscience step on my block its gon be doomz day/
You know I got to keep my flows tight/
Yo gurl blew me like scottish people blow bag pipes/