[Dizzy Dame]

I'm as hard as it gets; my temper's off the charts for the win

Somebody call Charlie; I need a bump of the coke he sniffs

Ain't this some shit? You should of seen how sheen these bitches hit

I got smacked with a pool-noodle, so I'm sendin' kicks to their chin

While wearing Tim's; leavin' imprints that're hella gory

And pissing on the rap game so you know it's my territory

I'm a barkin' dog, and I'm starving from fresh meat

Gawkin' so deathly; when I growl, they see sharp teeth

Slowly you're out of time; these rhymes are an atom bomb

The clock is ticking, and I'm gonna blow up while I'm in recline

So relaxed cuz' I know it's mine; your attack is not aligned

It's side-winded, but the fact that you try is so sublime

No more compliments; it's time to soak up all my dominance

My phenomena is not a hypothesis; it's biologic

The mountain's pretty high, but guess who the fuck's ontop of it?

I'll rock a fella with one hit, and become a monopolist

Man I'm so awesome, I oughta be charged with arson

The lawsuit'll prolly say that they suffocated from carbon

Cuz' I'm burning every single person that's certainly fucking awful

My trashcan is full of garbage that's rotted from poison toxin

Yeah, I'm evil; I'm ba-ba-bad to the bone

King of the castle; I'm sna-sna-snatching the throne

Rocking a cone-hat, I'm at the Vatican in Rome

And taking over the world every time I rap on a song

[Rusteezy}

I stay ducked off like a curb cause the nerves of these

Nervous worthless circus ass actors; take the knife to they epidermis

Take them back to my furnace 'fore they surface; that's my service

To Hip-Hop; keep my heart cold like juice up in a thermos

Now it's back to the lab again; might just start to rap again

Might just start to snap again and put Waco on the map again

Like "Hi-Five", I come through wavy; like high-tide

Why lie; when I ride, I slide by; beats banging out the applied ride

You don't know me, or the shit I'm goin' through

Tryna get that sun roof so I can drop it back when it's a hundred-two

Degrees off in the city and push that hemi, so you hear me

Clearly you fairly try to get the cheese like a dairy but you very scary

So sick, it's fuck a flu shot; I might just get the ru shot

Got them trippin off my truth; got her meltin like Fondue

Dame just asked me to come through on his mixtape debut

Now review while I very humbly just bid adieu (what it do?)