[Verse 1: Cricket]

Fuck that, blaze you on the track I ain't holding back

Shady motherfucker probably have a fucking heart attack

Step to the mic and leave you mute like fuckin' Hellen Keller

Rhyme scheme's weak and flow is poor but mine are rich like Rockafeller

I rise like a sorcerer, a viscous torturer

Black cloak and white eyes evil like Lucifer

So unholy, I'll make your fetus be aborted

Soft motherfuckers turn hard from the rigor mortis

Can't ignore us, you know we go hard in the fuckin' street

In the beat, there's some type of madness to this fucking flow

You can run for mercy or stand still like a scarecrow

Call me Shang Tsung 'cuz I'm ripping out all mortals souls

[Verse 2: TWC / Cannons]

Thugging it, running shit, rolling smoking and getting lit

Steal yo' chick, holding clips, so you know I stay legit

Blowing zips, smoking cigs, got that lean so dip a spliff

Underrated, stayin' faded, me and Cricket blood related

Makin' paper, pullin' capers, holding weed in every flavor

Staying loony, packing toolys, talking shit you just a fooly

Don't need jewelry, shine like rubies, never quittin' just like Rudy

Roll a doobie, squeeze a booty, sucking my dick is your girl's duty

Fuckin' groupies, wanna do me, y'all should fear me like a cootie

'Tis the season, for a beating, Cannon's will kill for no reason

Never creepin', I'm just leaning, done with this shit so i'll be leaving