We getting money, you can face the facts
Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats
This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines
With a trail of dead mic's cause these wack cats get stopped like red lights.
Run with ill cats, and we we kill that, with heat like shaq attack,
Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back
And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news
People running out with a missing tooth
Would you be running with crews or have somethin' to prove,
Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos
Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans
Take a tab of acid and hang with with cats in hats,
They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends
Napalm at your chest- sonnin' cats, to date the moms with the chests
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