If The Beef... Da Ruckus

[Intro]
(Last night I went to sleep in detriot city)

[Verse 1]

Yo yo ahh
Have your guns drawn, biting my shit like wonton
You think your gone like carying boxs of calgon
Like I wet a lawn you soak up my flows like tampons
Phenomenons, five fingers of deaths like pentagons
Don corleone like the john or teflon an ex con
I'm blowing up spots like pipe bombs
A python I'm striking like snakes in amazons
Prank calling telethons saying my name is Bill Bonds
I like to lay a princess like the one from alderaan
Get a record deal and when my brothers are out I put em on
Whack MC's need to cut it out like coupons
Or get hit with criminals in stretch car yukon's
You like the way I hit you with my special lexicon
Everybody sing along if you know in unison
You know I can't stop cause I only just begun
Try to bite my style but their is no comparison
Like the meat call venison or the one on skeleton
Till my flavors on a roll like the on called Cinnabon
Had some extra baggage so I had too jetson
Know I hope my label treats me like a foster son
Got so many styles upon on the track like marathons
Trying to stack chips like the road to Babylon
You can't compete I feel for you like Chaka Khan
Infrared got on your head like cyclones
Peeping toms get rid of bullets like Washington