Y'all look thug but you sing and you rap softly
Too busy fronting 360 and back off me
Extremist either you love hate, add me or block me
I'm taking sips of panda poop tea and civet coffee
I'm a boss B, start beef and meet a bad ending
Stop pretending, you dealing with some skilled hackers
I reveal rappers right before I kill rappers
We bill stackers getting cash is therapeutic
You just a bunch of squares you ain't messing with the cubist
Black African Picasso, the rap purist
I'm tired of lies and cover ups I guess the truths a nudist
My red eye glow in the thick of the dark like two shiny Ruby's
I'm Horus'ing the underground bringing light to Anubis
Demeanour is calm but I turn Berserker when I lose it
Japanese katana in my hand and imma use it
To slaughter my enemies to some Russian spaghetti music
I use to have a potty mouth now my slangs cleaner
Foes all shook like albinos in Tanzania
One chic said her man said he can take me her mans a dreamer
I'm serving a can of ass whooping by the way her mans a weaner
My pocket's getting greener, you getting chin checked
Wow Modo, word play in-depth
Junkyard dog with the belt around the kings neck
Y'all ain't fly, y'all just wingless insects
I know my rights but I'm a rebel so I swing left
I feel like I'm stuck in the North Pole boxers and a singlet
It's a cold world but I ain't worried about the bling yet
Marry, get divorced and you left with a wedding ring debt
Unlucky bastards you never win bets
Modenine raining on 'em till everything's wet
You're too busy snooping (windeck)
I mess my accent up for this one, lean beck (back)