Total Slaughter - Arsonal vs Daylyt lyrics

[Verse 1: Daylyt] 50k… that's officially my price now yeah For those who know me check my pa** roll You will see that I'm the sh**, a**hole It's an afro; n***a I'm nice 'round here Or I could just put the fist to the side of his head, Black Power! Or I could give MLK's headshot sleek Let's see who got the better dream Check my pa** roll, you will see that I'm so warm It's Mr. Hankey in a snow storm; this gone be the coldest sh** you ever seen I mean remember when I was to the side; Debo He know my energy sub-zero and that's why I'm cold-hearted They got me here for one reason To k** all these whack n***as, look at all these Jack Thrillers It was over for them before the show started But this is when I make you look like the feather Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait… that's called Quill, n***a When I go rage n***as cry on stage, that's cause I'm ill, n***a I had screws loose since I was a baby These kids better know the drill n***a You seem frightened Like Teen Titan, I've been robbing since a little n***a That's real n***a, you better have them pockets a**ured Or I get to score candy bars you can't cop at the store I'm co*king the four If he f** with me, it's Three's Company; I'll have two b**hes come and knock at your door [Verse 1: Arsonal] Your b**h love me She been reaching out trying to let my dick drill her Her weave ratchet but her bun be on point; that b**h triller Pistol on the car dash she in I let Kim k** her While this gaylord watching me f** her; you Ben Stiller You trying to win this battle with intellect? What about those who don't catch it? They can't intercept I become the bigger threat In these streets I'm leant like the Cuban around Jigga' neck I always got some iron in my jeans, I keep my denims pressed Keep plenty heat Stick a knife through any beef before my dinner bless I swiss beats, did a bid for some dope, floating up sh**'s creek But I'm home now, no longer am I state property; Chris Neef First n***a think sh** sweet before that sh** steep Three n***as stomp him with both shoes Alive we bury Day six feet How you real? Why cause a face tat Got a new deal? Hollow get Lux I get stuck with the weirdo n***a from Dru Hill? You ain't got Ars' cause you nice and got Mook's sk** You got Ars' cause you lowered your price n***a, how the truth feel? We both locing, blue steel Get his big body a coupe feel Chop this n***a down a size, he'll get his roof peeled I keep live bands, give you that R.O.O.T.S. feel This like being on d**h Row with no limits He done signed one of Snoop' deals! My bars crazy I don't need sign language to let my hands speak I throw wild punches in a circular motion like I was Zangief You rap on instrumentals, I saran beats Whatever they want I got If I don't got it, I go get it; I'm Hustle Man Chief Nexus d**h or the same vehicle as Professor X Have my young n***as draw on you; call that a Etch-a-Sketch Heaven's how high? Ask Red and Meth You a gigantic a**hole, n***a; a rectum stretched