I mean its all coooooo
You still my nig and that's true
Matter fact I brought some 'Yac and crystal glasses for two
So we can sip that juice and conversate for a few
I swung by just to tell you that ya bars were the truth
You must be smoking on some shit fresh outta bobby browns bong
Baby... These bars get dirty to break records like Lance Armstrong
Got a collection of souls only rivaled by Shang Tshung
cos every rapper I ever battled Was maimed i slayed em
Ate them with fava beans and a side of sweet chianti
Hannibal lectur lettin up off of ya neck is unlikely
You disrespect I'm spittin next might catch a homi
That's negligent shit how my texts/techs destroy ya body
You probably ain't usta cyanide protruding out every line im shootin syringes from chemist students while flipping words the bird and dirt on any choosing the urge or the nerve to contest they must be stupid or mixing mickeys in shit that they drinking to make them do it that's foolish and now these fakes fate lay in my hands I rule em
So don't you get suspicious my bars are big dangerous yo shit aint even vicious
oooohhhh this nigga want beef huh?
thinkin he ready for war wana bring up shang tsung?
you discussed tactics with the wrong one
this mind fuck will leave more than your bell rung
you should change your approach son
i got 48 ways to get that ass done
the zoo (tzu) ain't the only place your monkey ass will see the last sun
48 laws of power? sun tzu?
yeezy shoulda taught you to stfu when you talk to me 'fo i embarrass you