(Verse 1)
Hey yo I got a sick case of misplaced distaste so I'll hit you with a fist based on if your bitch hates & since you're a dick-face you'll get several bricks raced at ya if your weed looks like it's laced & if you little shits waste any more of my time I'll leave you short of a spine in a pool of blood & the gore could assign permanent shell shock so forward the climb cuz theres more to my rhyme regardless of the bomb that fell talk in tongues as I stir until somethin' appears in the witches spell pot yo I'll snort another rail rot my fuckin' brain away & it's a shame to say that I've trained to make myself have an opinion about a person when in only a glance past & then I front like it's an advanced task but yo I can't ask if it is so just get a sniff of this & make a wish that gives you more shit you don't need like a christmas gift or an OZ of some dope weed but yo homie dont speak while ya just listen kid & instead just peep it closely as you chill & just fuckin sit but yo let me start bustin' this as I make flows & yo I'm never fake so hey yo this ain't a comic book but I'll leave an Islamic shook that's into terrorism if they would even care to listen & although I don't share their vision I'll still have my boys destroy & devoid you decoys after they've deployed some C4 in the seats or they might just keep more planted in the cheap doors to make you detour so fuck your jeep, ford, or whatever ride you nurture cuz your worser than a weak whore with their knees sore & it hurts her but she's still doin' her job & yo fuck your store we'll loot if we want cuz yo we do what we want & yo I'm just true wit' it dawg & yo we're not someone who you can just stop

I said fuck your store we'll loot if we want cuz we do what we want & I'm just true wit' it dawg