How in the fuck- we gon deal Trigga; He got them King Kong flows Man that nigga gorilla. He keep bananas like gotdamn orangutan; and he'll peel a nigga shit back I'm tellin ya main. The boys a animal, i mean a beast wit a beat; lay the track, step back and it's gone burn like fat. When he attack dawg, you won't even see it comin; don't be standing there wondering why you think them people runnin? He be gunnin fa top charts & pop tart artist; He cook em like Pillsbury you whole clique buried. Ya better be wary, be very afraid; ya lil happy meal rappers he is no longer caged. He got pioneers fuckin wit him, game on beartrap; ya think ya fuckin wit him, he gon eat up ya whole camp. Ya better vamp fast, before it be nightfall; we know you a hog, but shiiit, Nutt is a wild dawg. Like a pack wolves, hearing hooves of antelope; he like a pack of jackals and that nigga be solo. He go fa da throat, like he was born wit baboons; his bars is hard, like he was raised on Neptune. We shooting fa moon, that nigga dancing wit stars; I mean versatile vicious, ripping rappers apart.