[Verse One]

Yo I rock shit like this to leave skid marks

The way a point blank unchained pit barks

Or like the wide open jaws of a black shark

I'm like the starts that make your kids wanna get Clarks

Cause now you see me now you don't, first you feel me now you won't

Feel nothing but detached from yourself

So when the mic was detached from my hand niggaz ran

Like the rifle was detached from the shelf

So when the crowd say you're whack and you gots to go

Step back or end up in a hospital

You got three hits on who 'bout to rock the show

Six foot God farmer growin' crops of flow


[Chorus]

You better recognize just how we do (just how we do)

We let that hot shit simmer just for you (simmer just for you)

We bridge the gap between the old and new (between the old and new)

When I say what school is it y'all say true (y'all say true)


[Verse Two]

You make the call in this lyrical brawl one for all

All against one by one just for fun

No timeouts is called once my game's begun

Cause if skills are raw then rhymes are well-done

Son, who's the devil in the landslide?

Tryin' to maintain when names don't amount to a shit stain

You could roll deeper than Farrakhan it's still on

J turns that ambush into that marathon

Cause if mad heads was dere then mad heads was pet

Cause mad heads could fly yo, mad heads could jet

The stage is set and you drown in your own sweat

There's no point in getting upset cause my shit's not done yet

Just pray to God I be due by sunset

I'm liver than electrical outlets when wet

It might be time left to place one bet

On just how bad the ? regret their threats

You swing hits like the Mets well I'll be, the whole fucking MLB

So tell me why let your dog loose if you scared to sick 'em?

Would be suspects make the best victims


[Chorus]


[Verse Three]

So yo how amped am I?

Got muthafuckers askin how damp am I for sweatin' J LI

VE add an R by all my rhymes that fly

Median in my third eye if I lie

That's why would mean battling this fuckin' with that pussy MC

Whose whack rhymes are a STD

Cause if a dope rhyme's a jim hat

I run through more Trojans than Notre Dame fullbacks at USC

So what's the weather like? all of the above would be caused by me

Cause year round I'm down for put it on ya

They wanted me to fall but instead I went ta

Spring, summer, these all season flavors upon ya

I'm comin' through to warn ya or you're a ? goner

Those who sleep better realize how steep the first step to fucking with me

Happens to be, extra steady claming how that can never happen to me

But steadily makin' empty threats trying to gas me

With gun talk when rhymes remain unleaded

And my tank's not empty yet

Whoever thought had a Microsoft Word lets you curse or press edit

And scroll down to undo rhyme go to file

hit save and quit cause you ain't printin' shit

Matter fact if you don't take them disses off your disk

I'm a download a virus and crash your whole system


[Chorus x3]