[Verse 1: C~Roc]
I've been a k**er since day one
It's in them skinny jeans of them teens to be a fan of what I pack son
We roll up on you for the green like a packed blunt
Most you rappers lost ya taste & spit sweet as if you're stride gum
I'm with the punchlines so when I punchlines
f** a hook you'll see me bare arms when I close lines
Yes I got intelligence & some metaphors
Ya b**h swallow my delivery, why you think I met her for/metaphor ?
And I get money everyday's a payday
Haters hop up off my D.I. before you see K's
For the record you'll get scratched off no DJ
I Declare War, no truces when the heat spray
Me I'm so deadly straight sniping my opponent
Just to prove I go the distance to come the closest
Then k**ing every rapper being the best is just a bonus
Haters I'm focused, sweating ya s**ual weapons my arsenal from the ocean
Damn, you don't bang you'll get cut up front
Script full of hard lines so do not act dumb
This my dream I can't sleep till it's God damn done
And now it's nightmares I'm scared to see what I've really become, C
[Verse 2: G-Blaze]
Blaze on the beat got them n***as like who that
k**ing em' & can't nobody stop me on the f**ing track
Gone for a minuet now I'm back for redemption
n***a's saying that Blaze was never good n***a since when ?
DFW, my team & that's forever boy
You say the same thing on the track, You a broken record
These haters come around & praying for my downfall
That why I get my bars up & I sawg when I'm around y'all
Ya bars dry n***a my sh** is bout to drown y'all
They talking sh** until them bullets flip you that's a round off
These n***as getting scared, like who's that n***a blaze
He's only 15 !? My n***a no way
My n***a yes way, you think I'm here to play
My bars is like tundra they colder then them december days
These rappers made it worse, C~Roc just brought the hurst
Hizzy declared war now n***as gone get that work
(Ha, n***as gone get that work .. I'm out)
[Verse 3: JayHizzy]
Ok I let my n***as go first to k** the beat
So by the time it got to me it was predeceased
Yep, this my team we professional snappers
If we weren't rappers we'd be your chiropractors
I'm a king like mike jack, but I ain't number 2 doe
That bar went over ya head like a Home Run from Albert Pujos
Check my Compositions I guess I'm Anita Baker/Ima need a baker
And when my recipe heats up my words are burning the paper
Don't ever doubt me ya boy Hizzy still a monster
When Hov leaves the games I'll be the king of entendres
n***as think they hot as me cuz they use a microwave
But if they ever battle me they better use a mic or wave
A white flag cuz I'm ready to bust magnums
Funny thing is I ain't kidding, that's why I got magnums
And I keep my blinkie tucked so if you blink you might get stuck
Wit ya eyes closed & some holes where your ribs should go
You want know beef like a lesbian
Actually you don't want beef like a lesbian vegetarian
My n***as will blast for me you .. be speaking blasphemy
Don't .. f** with this gah, I might .. cause a catastrophe
It's still a mystery why you n***as belittle me
Until I blissfully go on a muh f**in' k**ing spree
f** it b**h now I'm pissed off, this sh**s on
You don't want me to draw like a tie then put the clip on
If they tell me to hitchu, I promise I won't miss dude
With that 9 to your chest, Tony Parker wouldn't a**ist you
You fat & you black & you claim that you a boss
Well I guess like Ricky Ross you gone end up with ya top off
p**y n***a I'm not soft keep talking all of that bullsh**
Bout how mans gonna check me & wreck me ? Don't disrespect me
Head shot's til your bleeding & now your heavily breathing
Oh did I just blow your mind ? Are you understanding the reason ?
Then while you feeling on your nose deliver a couple body blows
And when you hit the floor/flow it's a knockout that's how the story goes (p**y !)