Total Slaughter - Arsonal vs. Big T lyrics

[Round 1: Arsonal] Once again, I'm here, and another n***a stage On another n***a stage, up in another n***a face But you look ready to eat leftovers off another n***a plate So I'm a break t-bones, so now his life is at stake But T don't like the missed stakes That's why he hate the word "mistake" Meat in a freezer, still ain't thawed out This n***a try and fix plates He 'bout to shake, well, me, I eat well No Larenz Tate, should have got a full scholarship for theatre Cause I act out what my pen state Hold up, my attitude like Son of Sam, gun in hand Climb through you window like I'm Brother-Man, brother, man Leave you buried under Eminem's crazy f**in' fan He ain't comprehend, think about it, now he under Stan What happened, T? You used to be the man, k**in' 'em Bars was heavy but you got lighter over the years, Aunt Vivian You at the bottom of the totem pole, T the amphibian You fat, you black, you ugly, you dirty and feminine I cop a four, approach him, n***a try and lock the door I been robbin' n***as all day with a spree I'm try'na shop for more He showed me rabbit ears, not a penny to his name I was shocked for sure This fat n***a miles away wearin' leggings What the f** do you need pockets for? You 'bout to catch a Big L, Big Pun When that rocket pull, it'll leave holes in a brick house That's a commodore That blicky, I keep it with me No biggie, you're gettin' shot for sure I ain't worried about gettin' caught They still ain't found the tool that popped Shakur My ratchet came in a "kiddie perm" kit Cause it was just for me Your b**h a thot, titties, head, other things I get for free I don't know the Wayans Brothers But when I grip Glock, I let that sh** pop Bang, bang, bang, then holler, "Ye-tee-tee"