Hopsin, Dizzy Wright & Jarren Benton freestyle - Westwood Crib Session Tim Westwood (Ft. Dizzy Wright, Hopsin & Jarren Benton)

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
Funk Volume, yeah, let's go
Yo, I smother you with a feathered pillow
I bite the barrel of a .38 until I break teeth and sever the pistol
Crazy isn't the issue, I'm simply fucking deranged
Cut off half of your face and I let the rest of it hang
Niggas taking shots, you better adjust your aim
See I've been through some shit, I've just adjusted the pain
Maniac in a mink coat
I spit fire then I slam 'em off the roast like Ricky "The Dragon" SpeedBoat
I breathe life on this mic dude
I beat 'em with the same cross that Jews nailed Christ to
It's obvious that I don't like you
I'll meet you at the school at 2 O'clock to fight you
Cut my arm off and jerk off with my right foot
Smoke crack, stay up all night and I write books
I'm tryin' to face fuck Ke$ha
You niggas got beef, I bring the lettuce and ketchup
Alright Tim, I 'fes up
I'm really not a human, I'm eating you from the neck up
All that fucking hating you doing, it don't affect us
You wake up with a grudge like, "Mom, fuck breakfast!"
Fuck you, her, him and them
You feminine, you gave a rim job to Tim and Jim
You and the word 'fag' is a synonym
Jarren signing out, the nigga version of Eminem
Bitch