[Verse 1: Ras Kass]
How A 6’4 Manwhore gone take me to war?
You got a marshmallow core Ima make me a smores
Couldn’t knock me out! You got me 2Pac clout
Hit me from behind with a bottle, couldn’t knock me out?!
Ima 5’8 game boy Icey watch, REUP still slinging form my chain boy
White sweater no blood stains boy
Game over
I rolled dolo outside went up to ya range rover
Told ya “I got ya” undercover cops came over
LA love me plus I spit flame nova
Got that wrinkled ass forehead so Ima maim Yoda
Dog my aim colder
When we get at you…
You are truly got butterfly eye bet his Asshole got that Rainbow tattoo
Crotch filled wit cock this the dick in ya mouth
And this ain't the first time you been on my young jock (It's goin' down)
Remember you was tryin to rap for me on the ‘Shaw
Now you lyin on the net claim you broke my jaw fool!
I ain't sounding like Kanye West
Bitch nigga I rep Cali this that Bombai best
Walked the mainline, you walked the soul train line
Yeast infection his khaki thong is on too tight
And something ain't right-fuck 300 bars
I’d already be locked behind 300 bars
And still might be
For murking this fake ass B L double O D
Lancaster ain't close to Compton mayn
& Caz from 6 0 want to know why you scared to catch that fade
You already dead now I gotta disturb you
And the truth is the whole coast want me to serve you
How A 6’4 Manwhore gone take me to war?
You got a marshmallow core Ima make me a smores
Couldn’t knock me out! You got me 2Pac clout
Hit me from behind with a bottle, couldn’t knock me out?!
Ima 5’8 game boy Icey watch, REUP still slinging form my chain boy
White sweater no blood stains boy
Game over
I rolled dolo outside went up to ya range rover
Told ya “I got ya” undercover cops came over
LA love me plus I spit flame nova
Got that wrinkled ass forehead so Ima maim Yoda
Dog my aim colder
When we get at you…
You are truly got butterfly eye bet his Asshole got that Rainbow tattoo
Crotch filled wit cock this the dick in ya mouth
And this ain't the first time you been on my young jock (It's goin' down)
Remember you was tryin to rap for me on the ‘Shaw
Now you lyin on the net claim you broke my jaw fool!
I ain't sounding like Kanye West
Bitch nigga I rep Cali this that Bombai best
Walked the mainline, you walked the soul train line
Yeast infection his khaki thong is on too tight
And something ain't right-fuck 300 bars
I’d already be locked behind 300 bars
And still might be
For murking this fake ass B L double O D
Lancaster ain't close to Compton mayn
& Caz from 6 0 want to know why you scared to catch that fade
You already dead now I gotta disturb you
And the truth is the whole coast want me to serve you
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