[Verse 1: Danny G]
I drink a war cup for days son, and that ain't no exaggeration
But a double negative means I'm off my calculation
Here's an explanation, I'm literally fibbing dude
I'm flier than flying fish incased in a pigeon coop
Such tasteless vision dude what the f** you tryna prove?
Give no sh** for the raps you spit and two sh**s for the rhymes you flew
Up at your a** crack, invaded like it's Afghan
f**in' poo bu*t p**y no stussy for a f**ing pac man
You lame a** snitch, your stupid rhymes get no play
And you're lucky if deaf blind b**hes give you that okay
Cause it's okay to be an outcast
But if you attempt to outlast me, you're getting the OC smacking sh** out your foul a**
Consider this the diss track you blasting to the bank
Laughing packing that hood sh** up in your Out Con tank
And just "thank" of all the jobs that you could have applied for
If you never f**ed with the concept creating complied war
Cause we die for this track sh**, boom strap clack click
Taking dookie fat sh**s all over you half wits
Half stepping whack b**h, muthaf**in' f*ggots
That'll stay stacked like a catfish sandwich
Lack of green having, thirsty a** cactus
See the swagger box is packing all you do is jack it
f** it? No Fack it! I gotta dip I gotta go
I left the clock ticking for you hoes it's bout to f**ing blow
[Hook: RooRooDaMoonMan]
This Out Con we pack on
So f** y'all we out here
Bake Meats & Rape Beats over everything
Hardcore the warfare for who*es here & who*es there
Give us the glory then name us lords dear
[Verse 2: The Majedi]
Let me tell you a story bout The Majedi
You may not know me yet but I'm a hell of a guy So don't think I've gone soft livin in the trailer park
I'll put you down with the Iron Man f** Tony Stark
Wearing all black like Bruce Wayne Batman
Eating all these pills like a twacked out pacman
I always got the munchies so it's time for a snack man
Yeah I'm always hungry cause I used to be a fat man
f** the bullsh** say f** the white neighbors
Raising hell in so cal with my light saber
Taking y'all to school call the sh** academic
Plaguing all your eardrums this an epidemic
b**h I don't party I'm the clean Sheen Charlie
f** that smoke deep purple outta bong marley
Don't even step up kid you ain't got a prayer
Case we the mad men raining blood like slayer
Took some trippy d** now Bill Walters is my alias
And thanks to that time all my rhymes are spontaneous
Spitting dope rhymes go and grab a syringe
Because I'm doper than a tweaker on a 3 week binge
I always win never lose in fact never tied
I'm the humble young Jedi I ain't never had pride
I may have tried I may have lied I may have cried I may have fried
But f** Bonnie f** Clyde they don't know how to ride
And that's War b**h!