I make more noise than a chainsaw Insane pain caused then drained just to give your brain more I write rhymes with no strain, wet rappers like rain Bust caps like John Wayne, Shaft or Shane To build a name, you came to battle me Get crushed like a candy cane or cancelled like Fame Always maintain, I elevate game Grimm use all styles like Sonny Cheeba use crane Or drunken monk on a punk and leave his ribs sunken From given fight, tards get shrunken Vocals never shitty just clean, an instrumental Idi Amin You lip out, I rip out your spleen Mine jukes like a Jedi, my right eye's a dead eye Fuck a drive-by, do walk-bys or fly-bys To the cops I'm the roughest I'll put on Starsky and Hutch's on motherfucking crutches Put to sleep like a stray I'm so fly I'll pull your girl in a Cavalier and Santa Clause sleigh No sucker can serve me I'll have them running circles like a horse in the fucking Kentucky Derby Competition I'm bagging Cause niggas try to preach and teach but full of shit like Jimmy Swaggart Fuck him up, give the nigga more, his ass is mine Greg Valentine, I throw him in the figure four Nothing to lose and all to gain My mother thought she was Raising Arizona but she end up Raising fucking Cain It's not too many fly-er Cause I'm cute, but at the same time a 5'9" Michael Myers I'm about to make dough and niggas hate it I keep my gun at my hip band, the shit is nickel-plated Half my life I been called a loser, a bully, abuser But now I'm making payments on my name
So watcha want, nigga? [8x] "So step up if you wanna get hurt" <--Milk Dee "Battle anybody I don't care if you..." <--LL Cool J "Step up if you wanna get hurt" "Battle anybody I don't care if you..."
I'm tapping niggas jaws like a phone I don't care, I don't have it all there upstairs, I'm not home The Reaper gets real mean I rip a show like a fat bitch who rip a pair of tight jeans Take no jocks so, trying to get locked, no My beeper so fly, niggas think I'm 5-0 Niggas down with us frowning us When me and Raida turn our backs and snatch all our fucking tracks Niggas try to uplift but then they linger The only thing I'm lifting is my middle motherfucking finger "If you're a gangster, then what are you doing in it..." I'm trying to make ends meet and not die in the fucking streets Niggas come out talking "fuck the police" and make a few dollars Now they rap about fucking peace My job is to break necks I'm not jumping on the bandwagon trying to sound like Das-EFX Lost will to live and going insane, my brain's in pain I need therapy but it's not free Rappers run around in a rampage in a video But look scared as shit when they on stage Life get snuffed out, how fast it passes TEC-9 blast took care of they cocky asses Too many Rocky movie or karate classes Try to get sassy, I'll break your arm like it's taffy Death or die together, I spray once Grimm torch a horse, spooking brothers like a seance Battle anybody and take them quick Fuck the world, and all of you can suck my dick!