Released on November 16, 2011

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(Chuuwee)

What you may see before your eyes is a thing called emcees that rhyme

Bitch ass niggas is blind, to the real, and here's where you'll find

(Keno)

You dudes froze up, heard the cannon blow up

Sniper with his sights in a scope, perfect for close ups

But when I'm close up, nicer with a knife

Slice him down to size, murder beats turning beef into cold cuts

Go head, it's your guts. Turn into a hostage

Talk slick I'll point a hollow tip to where your thoughts is

This is putting ammunition on an animal

Split your cantaloupe, envision a dinner with Hannibal

Thor shit let the hammer go. Invading your base to spit in the face of your admiral

You dudes sick? I spew shit called the antidote

Overrated twits I'll take a piss in your talent pool watch this

Kick the door in, run inside your home with

Underworld superiors clearing you out your own shit

Start diminishing all the competition and hit em with the vision that you should be watching the throne with

(HAZ SOLO)

Blood on my left shoe

Left him with his chin in his hand

Wheels spin on the van, peelin got him spillin his lip

Flipped his new era, fuck with the crew cheddar

Get shredded pumpin premium shells in your tank no unleaded

Bet it nigga, you better than my bread drain then lose it all

A crew of sharks swarm on you if you move at all

Talkin cheap stack on his head if he choose to stall

Let off a round big enough to fuckin move em all

Chillin like a buddha lightin buddah

Writin like my prime is right now but im the future

Heavy on the beats but my rhymes are tryna shoot ya

While you high like supra's im disguised as a user

Try shit make ya mom vomit on her lawn, while she in her long johns

Ill be searchin through your closet

Shotgun past on my arm out the socket

End zone touchdown, TUS, got this

(Chuuwee)

Fuck it im full of hormones

Poppin at a drunk bitch chuggin a four loko

Skin color coco

Cabana my banana clip will lay ya like banana hammock

Dammit I hand cock it back and rock ya mans planet

Bandanna bandit Sneakin over while her mans absent

A damn savage you damn right I let him have it

Havocing prodigy

We mobbing deep

Cause a scene

Law enforcing callin me, cuz I got a squad with me

The diabolical im aiming at your folicals

Ill flow a pot of gold

Bitch the white just like an audible

Hail mary, hell ya them scary niggas run away

And coward when we scouring the building yelling da da doe

Look like they gotta go, before I let my rolly smoke

I bust a wally runnin down the block

Because the trolly broke

The lally smoke

Chiefing on a pound of la di da di

Nigga click clack shotty blast

Who shot the party folk