[Verse 1: Ant Diddley Dog]

Inflicted with this sickness

I strolls around the town with my nuts dragging

Fuck lagging, I done heard enough braggin so nigga what’s happenin’

With this rappin shit, I think you should go back and get

Some mo’ partners or something for there be another unexplained accident

Backs get bent, lieutenants get sent to trauma centers

I hope you ate, trick, cause you won’t make it to momma’s dinner

I’m the winner, and you the loser

Breaking the backbones of intruders, with the chrome freddy rugеr

Man it’s on

This Kryptonite, multiply my brain cells

Bitches say I’vе changed but it’s just because I absorb game well

You can’t tell, I’m the Oakland soldier who pulls ghetto tactics

Out his hat like a rabbit, and strapped with full-metal jackets

No I ain’t catholic, I’m a bap this gat, all across your head and crack the back

Until your noodle spill (Now who the real fool to kill for the skrill?)

I do whatever it takes

Clever never mistakes, when I get a hold of you, I bet you, you’ll break

In half, like a hermaphrodite, rip you from your ass to your appetite

Just for tryin to grab the mic

Bad N Fluenz is the O’s hardest, flow hardest, regardless

Of what you come with, I’ll still riddle up your carcass

So heartless when I Bogard tricks

Trying to run up on our clique

You wanted to start some funk and like a blunt nigga I’m a spark this

(Chorus)

Homie you in deep shit, nigga it’s no secret

Let’s slip and slide into some motherfuckin G shit

Homie you in deep shit, nigga it’s no secret

Come get that ass to' off, broke off, poppin that weak shit

[Verse 2: Rappin Ron]

Brace yourself and take a breath

Rappin Ron is taking a rest

Sippin Cisco and smoking a joint, while I’m watching Faces of Death

Blazing the rest up in ditches, bustin bitches just for riches

I’m pimpin’ ‘em relentless, I got snitches jumpin fences

I meant this, I’m wise and nigga Ron’ll mutalize ya

Send you to God to brutalize ya, this goes deeper than a scoober diver

Who decides the punishment

Stumpin them and gunnin shit, serving shit

And leaving fools with permanent tourniquets

Learn from this shit, boy you’re just a niglet

Think you big shit, you ain’t did shit, you’ll get that wig split

Nigga dig this, never take rizzump, for a sqizzump

For I’m finna grab a shovel and play Dig Dug with big blood

Nigga what the fuck is he doin, nigga you is finna be ruined

Ain’t no equal or congruent to that crew called Bad N Fluenz

So you and your crew better be Swayze, you can’t fade me

Cause I’m hazy, off the bomb daily, they say maybe Rappin Ron crazy

.380 is shady, and nigga remember that we said it

And if you try to fade me he gonna be leaded or beheaded

Regret it, I’m giving a fuck and I’m willing to buck

And I’m rippin it up, and when I hit your set with this Tec

I bet that all y’all nigga’ll duck

I’m Rappin Ron and that’s Diddley Dog

So Get Down like Craig Mack or be Ready to Die like Biggie Smalls

It’s all the same, we the one with all the game to unclog your brain

Like Drano and erupt like a Volcano

Ain’t no nigga that can rhyme with us, and when it’s time to bust

You know Rappin Ron’ll buck nigga from dawn to dusk

And I’m a rush and knockin them niggas off of they feet quick

So bitch nigga you better have on your shit cause you in deep shit

(Chorus)

Homie you in deep shit, nigga it’s no secret

Let’s slip and slide into some motherfuckin G shit

Homie you in deep shit, nigga it’s no secret

Come get that ass to' off, broke off, poppin that weak shit

[Verse 3: Ant Diddley Dog]

Presto, Bad N Fluenz is deep from the East to West so

Protect your neck and chest before I steal yo life like a clepto (Oh no!)

It ain’t my fault you made your grave

You fucked up and got your motherfuckin throat cut with a razorblade

A bloody deep split, then throw you in a muddy deep ditch

You in deep shit, and the same razor I used to slice you

Is the one I cuts my D with, now it’s blood on the crack I cut

Run in the streets and start acting up

And if one of my true folks get into some funk best believe I backs them up

Grab the strap and bust at these busters who ain’t affiliated

My 9 mili hate it when these niggas be talkin shit thinkin they can really fade this

That talk’s fake, straight phonies and lies

Got more stripes than Tony the Tiger but ain’t shit but a Frosted Flake

You can only admire Bad N Fluenz if you bought the tape

And if you found the tape, fade this and play this and quit pounding that fake shit

You in some deep shit