bout to storm on this rain time precipation
i informed dateline of the sitiuation
gonna swarm on this ranked 9 bitch thats faken
and uve been warned not to say shit to jason
but u did the opisite i could drop a hit
to knock ur shit to another continent
but im gonna swith the gear and make u disapeer
ur shits weird and ur raps dont have flavor and ur bicthin
u make no sence like a rat givin labor to a pigeion
u call it rain time i call the shit a stupid verse
neo imatatin like u in some alternate universe
but cmon dog take a seat ull get boiled if i raise the heat
bascially get spoiled like tainted meat
cuz im a a devil or demon to rap
and u aint on my level not even my map
so im gonna turn it up what u think i was gonna take it down
nah the notch dont go n e lower im bout to rape u now
fuckin comin here with lite savors ur even a dressed joke
showin up with sun glasses and trench coats
dont set up the flag b4 u get the the base
cuz ull lose and get slaped and spit in the face
now i gotta make a decsion strangle u with a rope or string
dont get a head of urself sayin u the multi king
cuz im fast as a starvin kodack to a poutry snack
or bologna stack when i multi task
and watch me triple it and my army pistol whip
takin ur rhymes to the laundry and rincin it
so u cant harm me u convinced of it
so go to ur room and hide ur stupid lines
before i quadruplize my brusin rhymes