and blowin up and that's dope to me homie i
open your chi with the stroke of a key and you can
scope it in threes bro it's totally sweet!
my poetry's so many bullet bills loaded and cocked
fannin the hammer head sharp shooter blowin my top
the grass knoll park shooter melons will pop
bearing witness to how the con-glom element rock
gentlemen pull your mics out
guide em like a lighthouse
career been getting rocky
panic abandon ship el cap-i-tain about survival
place your hands palm down sweatin on the bible
lucky lefty steppin on your leprechaun title ya bitch
what is up doe? am i faded?
fuck no! sober than a motherfucker
similar to aston coming through blasting
similies like 2 23's i'm an assassin
big ass bullets with a big ass dick
and you can go and ask my mama she'll say yeah that's nick!"