The spit I speak, will blow you senseless,
I let you get worked up but I don't tense unless,
I sense that you can beat me but hence,
The fact is that I'm million dollars bitch and you're like 10 cents,
And I'm a dislocate your nerves and disconnect your feelings,
When I lyrically murder you with my words that your hearing,
And it'll be like the light went out insideĀ
your brain dead,
So when you see me near around you better hide and as I'm aimed at,
Killing you, its like I'm arnie and you're the bad guy,
Asta la vista baby as I show you just why,
Im the wrong guy, the wrong man you just messed with,
I kill more fuckers than your sister will **** around with each week,
Im not the typical rapper I let no victims live,
But you'll soon find out im the reason the crowd breathes,
They hang on every word I spit and and cheer with each hit,
Every time I diss on you it like I sunk your battleship,
And this time its obvious that's your gonna be my bitch,
Its either that or your gonna die, to me is really doesn't matter which