Verse 1 
 
Catch me carving up casualties to a masterpiece 
 
And carry it casually to the back seat of my raggedy truck 
 
And I don't give a fuck I said that In my last track 
 
I blast raps at cats to make them die fast like lab rats 
 
Note that make a fake emcee take his notes back and rewrite 
 
Cause when he heard this track he realized that I'm tight 
 
And he's wack fact about His weak raps is 
 
That he raps like he's and rehab and I just relapsed 
 
Oh snap straight out the jungle raised by wolves 
 
I'm the truth surpass me in the booth you wish you could 
 
I'm positive I'm sick somebody pass the bag of lozenges 
 
My throat clogs up like every time that I decide to spit 
 
Keeping it hotter niggas checking there thermometers 
 
Couldn't measure my height of skill even in the kilometers 
 
And niggas claiming there's no mark I'm bout to leave please I'll shake this world like a parkinson disease 
 
Verse 2 
 
Off the wall like wall ball y'all know y'all wouldn't battle me 
 
Rappers trying to step to me but disappear magically 
 
Actually I detect an emcee by his cavities 
 
To see how sweet he is before I start to spit it rapidly 
 
You see the mic you need to drop it like a hot potato 
 
Niggas Is crazy I'm the truth that's all I got to say yo 
 
I'm still at it I'm illmatic you real faggot 
 
Ifeel static electricity When I spit it from the tip pity 
 
Top I'm hot like a smoking gun can't hold me down 
 
Cause I break faster then I pack of open Trojans son 
 
To top that I got a swollen lung 
 
My whole throat is on fire that's From the words that's spoken from my tung 
 
Sammy p is just awesome to you lost him 
 
Sick cause I kick dope shit and then I'm flossing 
 
Tricks man I kick my flips than erick koston 
 
Niggas wanna fuck with my shit I get the sword son