Freestyle

Now i got some real hittas on real shit

That will pop a cap and get ya wig split

That will get the people you hang wit

And make em change up like a damn switch

So if you come at me u gotta bring an army

Cuz i got hittas that can off em for me

They'll do it for a blunt and Bacardi

These pussy hittas think they the truth

But can get laid out when i hit the booth

I'll bust a cap and leave em in the street

And like a journalist i'll get the scoop

(Breath)

Come through in broad day

And imma bring the metal like swordplay

We can end this shit quick today

Or make ya mom hate a monday

In the shadows imma aim

With this .45 at yo brain

All my hittas go insane

If you try to snatch a chain

Bitch you Able guess who's Cain

So If i hit you its the prequel

Cuz my hittas are the sequel

And you"ll see that there's no equal

Im easy to spot cuz i got the drip

I can take ya bitch like i take a sip

Cuz i come through to yo bitch crib

And there aint a pool but she'll skinnydip

These people useless like closed captions

Cuz i hit the lights bring cameras "action"

When i kill a hitta its for a show

That way afterwards i can hit ya hoe

Soon imma hit the mall and get all the clothes

So when im in the streets i be like "what are those?"

They think i rap this shit like im just performing

But i'll cook a hitta like a George Forman

Aint no Power Ranger but i'm Mighty Morphin

And i ride the beat like im street surfin

In the shadows imma aim

With this .45 at yo brain

All my hittas go insane

If you try to snatch a chain

Bitch you Able guess who's Cain

So If i hit you its the prequel

Cuz my hittas are the sequel

And you"ll see that there's no equal

To this hitta far from feeble

Imma hit the beats till the end of time

Got the big head like megamind

I hear their shit like 'its good, barely'

Aint no google maps but they a damn fairy

Imma get the cheese like im into dairy

It like everybody's tom and im that hitta jerry

Run circles round them before i catch a body

Then i toast it up with a hot toddy

First song dont need a feature

Cuz im the god go get a damn preacher

I got the skills to be the next teacher

To these new people here on the bleachers

I aint sayin that im next up

But if i came up i wouldnt give a fuck

Im here to rock the beat and i shake it up

And give any fuckin hater that shape up.

In the shadows imma aim

Got this .45 at yo brain

All my hittas go insane

If you try to snatch a chain

Bitch you Able guess who's Cain

If i hit its the prequel

Cuz my hittas are the sequel

And you"ll see that there's no equal

To this hitta far from feeble