Yo blast the putos who you know wit a wicked flow
Pass the biggie stello girls like jello hello
When my **** gets the packing experience
Expert on the ******* y'all can't move me
Standing like a statute cipher the virtue
See my guns peeking at you electric shock
moves like old soul rock black and stocked
With mad action assassination creation
Put on front Street you cant compete with
Mister split ya wrist backwards mxyzptlk
Disappear then reappear 5 D atmosphere
Suckas scared when I make my appear
On the stage rhymes injected twelve gauge
Turns a page of a rage luke cage flauge
Inside of ya mind you'll see many murders
Of mankind moonshine could sight a blind
back down a tunnel of Hathaway donnie
Hits to ya noggin harder than Ronnie lot
Cash the plot til its a graveyard plot
I'm sticking sickles that attitude pickles
Sour every hour I gain power
as the rhymes devour
Sun showers rays display let the hands lay
Upon my soul amen ras along with Seth
Blessing from Ghost and the **** to chef
Cooking beats with no heat or meat seek
And ye shall find no one comes close to mines