round two

you the super sayian but I'm Vegeta gotta cut a little Deepa keep the heaters in the knapsack never backtrack bout to smoke you like some cooked crack bringing havoc to ya doorstep got that red dot aiming at ya forehead bullets so big we call them warheads blow out ya cortex all I'm bringing is torment loose lips sink ships I hold the world by my fingertips rubber grips extended clips this ain't a movie this some real shit you can fast forward to the credits you'll see my name at the end of it channel live I'm calling the sworm outta the hive shifting into overdrive survival of the fittest and I'm bound to survive ima soldier with no limits master p hit you wit that uhhhhh now I'm playing you straight for dumb make you my son the game is what I won weigh coke by the ton ya girl got a good taste of this dick now she sprung now I got you strung like a dope feind I'll never hear the sound of defeat time to cash out here's the receipt you fucking wit the elite I'll expose you on WikiLeaks my style is antique better ask before you speak get ya weak in ya knees like swv pardon me I'm the tyrant of the sea metaphors go beast I pray to the east Allah forgive me for murdering this beat you play the passenger while I play the driver's seat the meet and greet is over with ya lyrics is counterfeit I ain't gonna stop till you submit or suicide is what you may commit I'ma loose lunitic and I'm sure this battle ain't over with