[Intro: Polladon] That's right, the V.B.B.C., Verbal Bolo Boxing Champ Shutting the world down, answer to the Mood Hill Slow down baby, fore you crash Polla'dizzy, all over your muthaf**in' a** [Polladon] I make a f**a call it quits, I'm too hungry for this bullsh** Taking whatever it gets, son, without no prob' No deal, but bet the Don get ill No deal, but I still rep the Hill Hittin' switches, bumpin' herb with ghetto b**hes Drop coke on every block, my hand itches No tap, bring it back, I want that No taps, see me tell you give it back Lethal, ammo, heartbeat ghetto On some whole clip let go, f**ing everybody wetto Test me, I test you, etcetera, son, bless you Critical hour biz, the Don got get you [Chorus 2X: Polladon] It's a done deal, I flood, you cats test my water Nickel a** n***as ain't sh** to a quarter Shut down against my strength, calm down Just one step too much out of bound [Polladon] You getting hot like heatwave, who give a damn if he pay Make his body drop, brown spot through braid Shaking me, got a sort of bail from my sleeve Beware dog block, come over can't leave Had his corpse leaked deep in the woods by Bambi It was four more shots to his knot, that jammed me Broken steel, bad hand off, I don't feel f** family, you ground zero style in the field Done that, comic book cats, I yum that Twist caps, like open soda to the block, flat Gully be me, not you, so play the back For a bell, co*k red dots, marking where you hatch [Chorus 2X] [Polladon] Gutter, coke got flame for your bu*ter Make your eyelids, tongue kiss dark like closed shutters Smoked up like Euro, V.B.B.C., Verbal Bolo Boxing Champ, burn hot like lava lamp Blood deep, ultrate one like menstraul cramp Dangerous like young tiny twats in tight pants Ended, like the DJ shot til last dance Heavy semen, lifted far range with no hands Bad luck, like a broke hood b**h with no pants Brush ya nap, with a four five splat, f** her man Internal, can't son block my inferno Sixteen bars, your mic went pop like the kernal [Chorus 2X]