Warning shots

This a massacre Genocide of wack niggas You can’t see if you wanted im that nigga Sharpshooter Sharp words that shoot through ya I come with malice Not peace im not budha Ya style old Ya washed up don’t forget luffa Look Bar for bar I’m the rap god I’m the best So don’t dare think you on par My flow the illest Got a germ That you cant fix it I got a flu Try to catch it But you will miss it You aint nice Think you are? Then it’s far fetching I spit shit so hot it got the stars sweating Deadly flow Understand i spit a lethal weapon