All mics split slit gash fast rhyme on hits/
Type to snipe jack santa claus all type of sht/
He I'll smash rappers up like he eat meals/
Who sent you? n***a I had did this on my free will/
Weak sk**s dope? That's letting sun heat chill/
Ruin rich people's fun just to get a cheap thrill/
Hi o haters, im ending n***as like Omega/
Test me ‘'yall don't wanna'' like Capone N Noreaga/
I blown so many fakers to zero percent and nothing smoked
Like controlled substance, kapeesh u blood s**ing leeching/
Leave muhf**ers bleeding from the uppercutting leaking smacked
Up fast quick give him a maxi pad/
s**s that get punk's wet yall n***as looking suspect/
All yall crap, my finger itching like a dope fiend leave em Necro
Asphyxiated off a smoke screen appeared in the pope's dream
Up at 4 yo what up doe/
Ink was chromatic rhymes carved in stone tablets/
, a sick and cold maverick, old bold savage/
, become the hunted like a spooky house ‘'ooh a mouse!''
Spawn this, Peter my heater keep me dauntless/
, im accurate with the aim of the mic device/
Hungry rappers look at me like ‘'yummy ima bite the nice''
One that'll slit you and gash, hit you at last/
Pick you up by the arm and leg and rip u in half/
, his girlfriend mean mugging ‘'b**h is you mad?''
Bet this zip in yo a** it's big get a graph/
, sick when he laugh, trip and he laugh/
Pop ya pops like mainstream sorry bout dad/
Yaktu Oraji - Rain lyrics
Album GA