i'm about to eat ya coffin
so many bosses in my city
i'm like the scenes they feature ethan hawke in
i aim and spray heaters often
leave the hero role for peter park and clark kent
stone colder than steven austin
speedin' off in a level 3 jeep
call it my vietnam vehicle i acquire via auction
til ya fall out like you sufferin' from heat exhaustion
speakin' to freakin dolphins
sinkin' off in the pacific
you and your cheesy walkman
death by def rhymes while i'm in ya speaker talkin'
tell the officer the murderous shit i'm speakin' off them
you pray for easy stalkin'
i'ma killer creepin' through the fog when you in the park with your breezy joggin'
from battle creek to loftland
body shots that'll keep'm coughin'
that'll beat your balls in
that'll teach you niggas my audacity's appallin'
y'all is all actors like steve seagal
and stephen baldwin but me i keep evolvin'
a g with the secret sauce
see me in the blingy cross
see me when you tee me off
ima leave you in a seizure
then i'm squeezin toss-in
make sure the ringers lost in
with a bolesian skeezin' and kadisha
cause i started c.o.b. and got some real g's to fall in
say i got a preacher's callin'
now all my real g's fall in