i snap on you rappers often
when i'm spazzin' i'm just gettin' my passionate point across
like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he's talkin'
now that i got your attention
i feel i should really mention
don't come around here flossin'
rappers hittin' the ground
like every bar is a bullet
b-b-b-b-b a couple of bullets are comin' your way then it jam
then i pick up somethin' quicker
start killin' everything in the vicinity
the beretta's a better competitor
pop pop turn your sweater to a crop top
killin' you and whoever in that drop top
etcetera and it will not stop
i'm a star goin' to war with you clones like count dooku
i'm worlds apart from you rappers
like i walk in the booth rockin' a biosuit made of plastic
and nasa's galactic elastic travelin' through space
broadcastin' from uninhibited planets
you see a flash in the sky
and your casket is your last hit
back to the hand clappin'
you die quicker than darren wilson walkin' through ferguson
dressed like the grand dragon of the klan
passin' niggas with pants saggin'
with their hand on a black magnum
so their last words is kcuf meht nmad saggin"