(feat. Dice Raw)

[Dice Raw]

Yo, look at all the scavengers

All wannabe contenders

Dismember, wack niggaz I intend ta

Y'all ain't shit but sticky shit

on the bottom of Timber-lands

I know you clam heads wanna surrender

Don't even act like the battlefield the place you wanna enter

Yo niggaz is hopeless, you really need to focus

On who's the fuckin dopelist or wind up hopeless

Lookin for some soup, tryin to recoup

some fuckin loot, only thing you get is the boot

To me these punk MC's is nothin but fruit

Cakes, shake they booty on stage and get head

with lyrics that I kick, talkin that bullshit

You might get lit like a front of a spliff

for runnin, off at the lips talkin that nonsense

Raw get on stage, take your confidence

Break you off since powerful defense [fades]