Yeah yeah we gettin gonnza On the gongs yuh Hitting bongs yuh Playing pongs yuh Ons yuh Got lungs yuh Take a hit back Take yo shit back I spit back cause I don’t lack When it click fact When I click back The hammer slam And I stamma Send my ass back to the slamma On god damn her Then I blam her Cause she ain’t like me Cause I spit fo free When I sip tha tea An eat pocki Ain’t cocky Cause I’m built kinda stocky But hit like rocky Kill with odachi When I drop like Nagasaki With you bitch like lock key Sippin saki Eatin teriyaki I’m gettin sloppy Don’t you copy On the poppy I’m getting groggy Now get ready for the autopsy Slice right through Ya guts they flew What a view All black and blue You wish you knew What to do When I pursue with the crew But I subdue Bought halfway through On my new debue Can’t undo Like a bad tattoo When I slash and hew When I just wanna screw Just spit a clue when I smoke bamboo Smoke back like a sauna Ignore all the trauma Fuck in an empale Like a balla Don’t fuck with the fauna Just smoke back on marijuana Hit like a spike when I bebop and weave Left ya bitch to greave I believe you receive What you conceive You perceive What I achieve When I cleave No reprieve Then I just kinda leave Nah you still got more time Still in my prime Still gonna rhyme Still more crime Still gonna climb Feel the sublime You know when it’s me I’m Gonna find a way to bridge the flow Just so you know I still gotta go I don’t like goin slow So say thanks for the show Or go toe to toe Just as above so below