Cuz no matter what i have you...beaten blackened flattened with bats 'n shit,
Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit
Weighin 165 and these tricks should die
She looks at me and bats an eye
Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,
It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance
When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats
Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme bats
She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch
They castrate you bastards, take bats to that which
Corpses try to grab at her, but she bats them all away,
What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day
Dependence to dissect tracks, smack harder than bats
Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans
Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids
Bats and hatchets at the ratchet rappers, automatics,
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