Who Shot Ya?

Who shot ya? Get served like a blue lobster

Move obstacles out the way, get you conquered

You lookin at my location to spray that new choppa

But I'll block all the bullets, I'm a nuke stopper

Facts is spoken, backs get broken

My lyrics is a prison I trap my foes in

Flow atomically, smoke you like a chronic leaf

I'm probably a rapper that's an anomaly

I fold you freaks in half, just go to sleep

Form new beefs, my fucking foes, they bleed

My lyrics an infantry that perform wizardry

Lyrically rob you of your shit, can't be dissing me

I'm a constant rhyme spitting machine

A monster, I got the best writtens you seen

Conquer mine? That's a fictional dream

I crossed the line, I get rid of your team

I'll always have something to rap about

I'll be stomping, always clap 'em down

My shit be bumping, your tracks is foul

You rappers just a bunch of maggots now

You've the trashiest sound, I'll slap your mouth

Make you lose the frown, I move the fattest crowd

My rap flow hitting you from every angle

My tracks so vicious, your neck get strangled

I'm back, yo, bitches, have some respect

Left a massive effect here, I flatten your neck

Transition between flows, ambition defeat foes

I am spitting a sweet song, plans wicked, now keep going

Your man's missing, both hands itching

From writing, not frightened to have your clan flipping

I do oral magic with immoral rapping

Thoro attitude, your sorrow lasting

'Till the day of your death, I stay in the flesh

There's flames in my breath, I'm crazy with threats

Turn up to the maximum, burn ya 'cause your tracks is dumb

I'll still win, no matter how many rappers come

My rapping flow is in savage mode

I crash your boat, I clap them foes

You got a X on your chest, leave 'em with no heart

You can dress in a vest, but my heat'll make it part

I mess with your breath, I'm lethal with bars

I flex on the best, I'm keeping it raw

Got more hot singles than illegal websites

Stop your mocks, bring you evilest lines

When on the mic, I'm like a lethal TEC-9

Wet all your guys, people respect mine

My sharp knife skinning all of the fine women

If we have a competition, you know my rhyme winning

Always writing raps, I check the mic, spit it

I can see that you a pussy like you wet in white linen

My diss hotter than yours with lesser lines written

Ain't worried 'bout haters, my bars'll fight critics

When I'll write a weak line, God'll start to like sinning

You can't defeat mine, anyone that tried didn't

Yo ass washed up like the plates in your wife's kitchen

Dishing out disses on you stupid, blind bitches

Sticking 'em when spitting, turn them into fried chicken

I'm clocking dough as long as time's ticking

My rhymes darker than the room after the light switching

My fucking eyes glisten when I write shit and

Two dudes in my room, they here to fight? Listen

Those motherfuckers on a suicide mission

Who am I kidding? No one flow sweeter

Leave your head in parts, call me "dome piecer"

My raps a work of art, just like Mon' Lisa

You tryna brawl? Jesus, just know you'll crawl beat up

And then you'll fall, need a fucking paramedic

And you won't leave, you'll have no teeth, diabetic

After being done with you, I'm probably gon' forget it

Go back to having fun with fools, giving cash to begging

Educating my brain just so I know where I'm headed

But I'm still dangerous, talk trash, you'll be severed

Say I'm not good, I eat you, feel like I'm levitating

You just my food, I'm getting cream, kid, cremating

By writing my lyrics, let the family read it

Right when they finish, body ain't casually heated

Everything is already ashes

This the very power of my crazy rapping

My words leave marks like machete slashes

You in your bed, can't get up, like a really heavy mattress

Dissing them more times than Em did Debbie Mathers

Spill more blood than a Red Sea jetski splatter

Combined rhythm with lyricism, filling the pen up with venom

If spitting is forbidden, that's like sitting in a prison

I'm the sickest to exist, how I was written to be

I still spit it strict when get rid of the beat

The flesh all on me, like you threw your guts

Y'all motherfuckers really need to loosen up

I'm mad at your parents, 'cause they ain't use a rubb'

They had a good marriage, but then you showed up

Now your mom a Karen, your dad a neckbeard

But this has it's merits, they both wish your death near

My motherfucking track'll punch ya

With rhymes precise as acupuncture

I see through phony's like a ziplock bag

I'm one of the greatest hip-hop has

Everybody love it, when this psycho rap

Words so sharp, you'd think I feature a knife on track

I'll torment any new group you forming

Swarming 'em all, this just a warning

I'll tarnish a fucking artist that's garbage

I am the hardest, hands on you, no armrest

My style is flamboyant, they tried to stop me

But I kept going, now they lie and copy

You can't find a posse that's better than mine

Ain't nobody get more cheddar than I

Step aside and hear the veteran rhyme

Dissing me is just a federal crime

You get shocked by my incredible lines

There was chances of me dead a few times

I know what you gon' say, I read all your minds

You wanna diss, your body red if you try

I'll do damage to your head and the eyes

I'm finna have you begging and crying

But that ain't gon' stop me from ending your life

That's what happens when you messing with mine