(Hook) (M1sta Wyte) (x3) Yeah you must be out cha mind to think you bust like me (x2) Yeah I might shoot two but you might hit three (But I might hit three) (Bridge) (M1sta Wyte) Take a shot if you don't agree If you don't agree, You can't bust like me (Verse one) (M1sta Wyte) Changed up the flow but im not pitchin on the mound Look at what hit cha, let me pick you off the ground Comin in full surround, Its adobe digital Oh no its mr. White comin for his residual Lyrical, Pividal what the listeners digest Sorta like a perm, it takes time to process Intent criminal, I mandate progress Knowin I made mistakes think I can learn from Confused by those who choose to remain dumb Poppin shots without the use of a handgun Cause they so random can't even stay on topic Still fooled by what they provide to your optic That's what you co*k and flood the block with Only an*lyze on the level that's microscopic The beat breakin droppin like a thirty stock market Cold cases, no traces, vital parts targeted Never make it to arbitration for plead bargainin Witness discretion advised if you tryna stay alive In this jungle you eat or be eaten that's how you survive Come against the force in your life that forced me several times This is what has to be done so don't go askin me why There comes a day for all when you gotta meet the man in the sky (Hook) (M1sta Wyte) (x3) Yeah you must be out cha mind to think you bust like me (x2) Yeah I might shoot two but you might hit three (But I might hit three) (Bridge) (M1sta Wyte) Take a shot if you don't agree If you don't agree, You can't bust like me (Verse two) (Danger Zone) Why would you step forward if you knew you'd get torched You regret everything you did (I can smell the remorse) When I write or freestyle, youll never know whats in store Cause the flow that d.z has is a hell of a force You shouldn't be fanaticle about the way youre rappin no My flow is so indigenous whenever im attackin those Rhymes im so divine with my each and every line Every word that I spit is equivalent to a forty five Yall punks will never be the same Youll never flow like dange When ever I rap everybody just goes insane I had you heated cause lyrically i'm propane Now I got you shakin' like a bum who's on that c**aine I'm straight up dope mane Radio rappers are so lame I just k**ed em all and I didn't say no names Come here, youll get hit with a swole blade Itll hit your cerebrum and leave you with no brain (Hook) (M1sta Wyte) (x3) Yeah you must be out cha' mind to think you bust like me (x2) Yeah I might shoot two but you might hit three (But I might hit three) (Bridge) (M1sta Wyte) Take a shot if you don't agree If you don't agree, You can't bust like me