Hands to the knockers
They hate us cus they block lovers
Even got h**s till the mongers
That's FYI so you think you be chasing mongers
And a case gone bunkers
But look critics debunkers
But I ain't gon stop
Shi I lost six summers
Now im back on a sick numbers
Using the streets for covers
How you gon f**k with coban hungers
Only but sharpshooters
Its In the shack to you left brokers
Now that's liver your breathless
Tony tivess on the headdress so
Niggas that we hair dress oh
Checks that can fake fair so
Folds I could care less
Look at my eyes
Im a huslters shit I need bedrest
You won beef you better
Im in your rude boy hanging on corner
With me gangsters striking like vipers
No bother test me lyrically tear them apart
Assassin with willepa bad man
Wey step up on me yard
Im in your rude boy hanging on corner
With me gangsters striking like vipers
No bother test me lyrically tear them apart
Assassin with willepa bad man
Wey step up on me yard
Say they burn every time you try to listen am
Dissing am sees is p**g me off
With the beatness
And I still kill em all
With a razor like dofucker
Hit wack MC's to me fall
You better call the nurse cus by the time
Im true with this battle verse
They gonna need an ambulance
Them gonna need a black coat
Im cursed like vampires
Eat them sees at night
F**g differences
I still eat them in broad day light
You want beef with me n**a
Better stay out of sight
Cus the next time we meet is gonna be a street fight
Take you gums out of your mouth
Leave your tooth where they are
When you wanna freestyle
All you had to say is ah
Im in your rude boy hanging on corner
With me gangsters striking like vipers
No bother test me lyrically tear them apart
Assassin with willepa bad man
Wey step up on me yard
Im in your rude boy hanging on corner
With me gangsters striking like vipers
No bother test me lyrically tear them apart
Assassin with willepa bad man
Wey step up on me yard
Talking
