Put the gun down (Rawkus!) [Verse 1] I want a roll a batch colder than the ice you catch Hardcore, bite my sh**, I crack ya polar caps It's open session on the hopers dreaming It's open season on the worthless scheming One of you weak n***as will get stabbed in the throat With a piece of broken record on some old honest approach I'm common cold pocket cause the heats waiting And ya'll look like a bunch of n***as that wanna meet Satan It's unbearable how I be wrecking your stereo Shot you with a ? Now it's a different scenario I got a basement full of caskets Waiting for you f*ggots hating Mr. Freeze dangerous for you maggots skating On thin ice That I just produced You'll get your guts reduced Yo I'll rip your shoulders out I'm wrapped in solar towers So hot to your heart I'll make you rip it out and hold it out Now you can beat it or get beat with it Each get it with the heat, deal with cheap seated n***as I had time to sit back in time and time-frame Wide range, fifty foot brains with a migraine Ram a fist in your who*e, and leave the doors hurtin Then squeeze a problem and dead it and leave the pores squitin I drink a gla** of magma and sh** out hot flashes You f**ed around so long your legs a like a box of stock-matches Your sh**'s expired, look your sh**s on fire And across town I'm choking your b**h with a strand of piano wire You dumb motherf**ers will get your wig ripped back Like it was gift-wrap You'll be sitting in hell, there receiving a call To blueprint your brain and trace every curve in your skull [Chorus] I'm wireless Connect the day I'm wireless
You know these n***as don't play No connectors needed No respect is needed No infections treated All villains get treated the same [Verse] I usually steal the show and leave a n***a teethless And shred his f**ing face into a million pieces And you're only making matters worse When I squeeze your skinny neck and make your adams burst I'm cutting percentages out of n***as with a rusty blade Spit into every crevice where the cuts are made I ain't the same, when I'm hot seated Ya'll n***as are low cla** with no pilots heated Take my arms and legs and I'll still hold on To your pathetic attempts Put a raw gram of liquid acid and set it to rest Cause your pathetic attempts is the best that it gets Erase your states of bullsh**, put your b**h in a case And smack you so hard the blood cells rush to the side of your face Cause I got some sick intentions with connectors needed Send six in your ribs, The six dimensions No estrogen from the stores cat, no text is needed Just a Desert Eagle handle with some pressure needed This n***as bleedin, give him a towel With a gun in the mouth, their only speaking in vowels I'm stubbin my brains locked like a thousand court cases And like a doctor without a job, kid I don't have the patience Split twenty heads, in each district With two pieces of concrete in my fists You'll leave with your teeth missing See, you don't know where the heats sittin And in a minute you'll be trying to see where the meats rippin And with your head, neck and your leg I tie it in knots Pick you up and drop you off in the midnight deposit box [Chorus]