This single come’s with a dick-and a chick that’s nameless-
So if you don’t think it’ll blow your fucking brainless-
You aren’t thug wont battle and cant dance-
So give your producer head you already blew your chance-
To prove you sick with lines-
If you as ill as you claim then you ain’t fit to rhyme-
These cats full of shit and can’t spit it get a colon cleaning-
Sleep on me if you want cause seeing me you must be dreaming-
If you awake don’t diss….. What’s the use-? Call truce-
I’m iller then you…. with a group-
Of alcoholics getting drunk off my proof-
I doubt you understand but I hate the fans you foolen-
Even if they study my math-
Cant substitute me when it comes to schoolen-
help go platinum….. id still scream kiss my ass-
While you work like a mule for some jackass fool-
I rather get hits on free spits waite till I druel-
But when I do-it’s cause I resting on you-
10 out of 5 is fake-The only time I’ll stop napping is at your wake-
your styles broke snap your bone …I’ll rip you after the break-
if you want to flow wth me you can get your fill-
but I aint signed to collab im contracted to kill-
anyman can get touched this shit is real-
say what you want but you’ll never be me-
your shit is parental advisory I’m pg 33-
it aint clear how you here- to much distorion-im on track like theories of motion-
fuck your girl for 8 months on the 9th make her Hurl as proof of abortion


HOOK: it’s still NONCENTZ aint shit gonna change-
Im still here to fuck head and get brains-
Still the deranged-my metaphors still the same-
Im still to tight for lames-your pimp status for blame-
why use a quarter of thought this aint a game-