[Verse 1: K-Fix]
Came before the sun up with a gun and discombobulate a nigga when I hit em in the temple with a slug/
I'ma psychopathic animal and if a motherfucker want to battle, handle up and drag his body through the mud/
Grippin' a gun and i'm ready to buck em down, fuckin' around with fix, seek the spas and I'ma blast and have a nigga leakin' blood/
Choppin em up and i'm finna makin' a bloody mess, all of my enemies put to rest, Smith and Wesson, burnin' niggas like the bush/
Cause I've never been a bitch I been up the gangsta shit and quit this like a motherfucker if they really wanna crush/
Poppin' a weapon and leaving 'em wet whether they be hoppin and sit on top of the dick of a nigga be trippin and rippin and cannin a nigga flatter than a brush/
Grab a pistol, crush your head, have a nigga leakin red, from his dreads, bustin' heads, when I make this nigga love/
Like I'm payin attention, knockin' with a chopper poppin' the trunk and get it poppin', knock the teeth up out your mug/
Twelve gauge, send em to hell when the shells blaze, so stay away even tending a nigga hell raise/
From hell's gates this murder my enemies they feel phased when someone's payin get locked in a truck to hell's gate
I'm on a nigga-less way poppin' a truck and we breakin' em up and be eating these shells, leavin' no evidence for the coppers, I'm evil, as hell/
Droppin' they bodies off in the freezer not leaving a smell, eatin' they corpses, I'm Jeffery Dahmer/
The punishment is astonishing, I promise i finna summon the inner evil and bring it to your dome/
(?) Witness the mutilation, i cut off they feet and face and make a mass out that hoe/
Bringing the drama, no hesitation just madness and desecration, i'm grabbin' a machete blade and I swing it at your throat/
(?) Just let you niggas know, I'm a psycho/
[Verse 2: J-Battle] (14.3 SPS VERIFIED)
Stand up and comin to choppin the rhythm top of the club im slippin a clip and hackin em off with the flippin clambering I track anybody to cut em up quicker the poppin em off and lyrically bring steppin creepin em off my shit just breakin it wicked to be just to pop my motherfuckin liqour
We slicker than all you stitches, and then we beat your head with the motherfuckin bitches Everytime I get in the zone, I gotta be keepin em like you root to hoes, in the palace up the crone for you bitches imma round em up closer
Put the hood up in the motherfucker cannot stalk in the airhole with the draws, and let the fuckers side whenever we buzz and I bet your boss will then be cross and whoever the net to take a motherfuckin lawsuit, you better stay cautious
I be flamin this shit when we come quicker than ever little motherfucking coffin
Choppin his fucking head off with a bloody machete, we simply sending rappers to hell and you bitches gotta bit caustic
And comin and standing a creepin pull the trick gotta keep it and I hittin a duck on the head with rap raven and i'll never pickin he comin and steppin and fuckin em up and couple em motherfuckers starts from my thus to saw you bitches flippin em up and fuckin em on the bust you bitches had to be the one to break your jaw extension but like your never gotta wonder why we call you snitches
But nice to meet you when I create a triple in your fuss I need your face and then send em to meet you motherfuckers beat me all to riches
(FAST PART)
You better believe the mythical get em and how in the fuck we be loving them blunderbuss telling us that we comin and creepin it sick and fuckin around with a shotty you bitches definate fuck and a duck fuckin em dead and give em the thorn to breakin the fuck of them off we better puttin it down and runnin a motherfucker poppin and droppin incredible bit of a flow that be puff that will be sowing a hoe in the middle of a couple of components incredible comin to urn when I comin to earth and trapped with a machete bitch imma droppin a machete be dropped in the vigilance whenever we break and lyrically ringing around em whenever we poppin a flow im breakin up a portrait
(May not be 100% accurate.)
