John Lennon put them bullets to my body - seven No heaven, straight hell - nine/eleven Hot [?]'s where I fried the damn reverend Cause that nigga called me Kevin, but when I'm Damien Filleting, got a flavor laser blade spade Talking like an alien mixed with Arabian And day by day we comin' for that cake so [?may play?] again I got the power with the paper/pen Come and hate on us, you love I give respect back And that's that, disrespect get that neck snapped White or black, who give a fuck about the skin tacts When I swing back I poke eyes with my index Finger, cold nights in the winter When y'all was gettin' thinner, I was eating dinner Nigga might skin a cat, touch me and I'll bust, I'm rusty I get's lusty, it's ugly, trust me