[talking]
andquot;a problem? yeah i got a problem.
Cause. . . i been waitin for how
Long for this shit to come out?
Now this the tricks and treats shit ya know?
Now all yand'all motherphukkers that listen to it
And iand'm sick and tired of
This shit because...
All you wack motherphukkers keep comin out with records!
And guess what iand'm about to do?
Guess what iand'm and'bout to do?!
Iand'm and'bout to catch you out there. . .
And chopyourmotherphukkinheadoff!!!andquot;
Whoand's the jester?
Under pressure?
Not me!
I hate emcees a lot, flee
Escape,
Iand'll tape your mouth closed
Dispose of your flows
The ones that you chose
Donand't compare
Where is your other shit?
When i discover it
Iand'm shovin that shit
Right back in your mouth,
And start with another kick
Good riddance
Suds of blood like the red sea splashes
When i smash kids
Ashes and cremations
We wait in
The torture chamber
Of course you blame a
Brother like del for murder
Word up, on a mission
Itand's in my heart
Rippin fools apart
You dart and dash
But iand'll remove your heart fast
With my bare hands
Stashed it into their plans
Iand'd like to see it pulsate in my palm
Squeeze it, squish it
Eat it with a biscuit
For breakfast
Youand're next if
You step with
Your bright ideas
I might apply years
Of rhymin
Til the time when
I blind men
With a flash of light
Iand'll blast you right
In the corneas
Iand'm warnin yaand's
So take heed to that
Before you bleed, in fact
Iand'm keepin niggaz outta my head
Outta my head
Instead,
They bled
They dead,
Call the feds
[chorus (4x):]
andquot;this is how youand're treated (this is how youand're treated)
When my rhymeand's completed
Niggaz get defeated (defeated!)andquot;
I wanna push and shove
Take off the kid gloves
Tearin the terrorist
Where a fist
Holds a dagger
Stick it in your stomach and drag your
Insides across the ground
Get and'em at the lost and found
At the police station
Iand'm patient
I wonand't get you yet
So no sweat
Youand're no threat
I bet i can belt your brain
When my scalpel felt your brain
You convulsed
No pulse
We lost him
Cost him his life
Phukkin around
Itand's too easy to buck and'em down
Let and'em drown
Face down in a toilet
Take his brain and boil it
Watchin who i tell cuz theyand'll spoil it
They might reveal
My anger is real
Keep your lips sealed
Or yo might be the next to keel over
Or murderous
Refer to us
When you feel the need
To bleed your chicken feed
Yeah, plead for mercy
Before i burst free
Iand'm blood thirsty
When it comes to who disturbs me
I make your life complicated
Emcees get ground and grated
While they waited
In the lobby
Itand's my hobby
Itand'll proband'ly be me
Who sees your knees
Buckle-
Phuk you
And your duck crew
Iand'ma pluck you from safety
When i break free
[chorus (4x)]
