Block call, Big NoLove, my n***a Sav Sicc, my n***a Bleezo
Let's get it in to a Phonk Beta beat, you know what I'm saying?
[Verse 1: Bleezo]
I spit the [?], sick and hazardous flow
Schizofrenic [?] flashing a ho
[?]
[Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Spydie's back and he's creeping around town like a Siamese cat
I'ma fry these raps
Me NoLove, Bleez and I need Sav (and Skitso)
I got flame mane, throw up the deuce when I g**n
Rippin' his guts, sippin' a cup of blood up
'Bout to get in the cut, f**ing a n***a nut up
n***a, I'm serious, fast and furious
Eddy Murph' delirious, sick in the brain
Spittin' the dangerous flow
Pullin' it out and I aim at his [?]
I get pie, apple pie, Chevrolet, sever they
Human anatomy, it's salt and battery
Had to be every day
I'm sick, need medicine, Aceterin
I'm ahead of them, I'm a dead man walkin' and it's evident
Gettin' bread like I'm takin' out the President
It is what I said it is, I'ma be rippin' a n***a up in a head again
[?] and a veteran is giving out the medicine and ever since I fed him in
My sentiments exactly, to the backseat with the black heat
Hit 'im in the head then I'm like a track meat 'til a n***a get back, sleep
Exactly, pull a n***a cap to the backseat, get that deep then it's that eat
I'ma eat people, lethal and he know, a heatseeker
He's [?], please, give me the guns and them keys
Give me the guns and them keys
[Verse 3]
[?]
[Verse 4: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Chop, chop to the head, leavin' him red
Red, dead bodies in the bed, cleaver in hand
I'm the [?]
[Verse 5]