[Intro: J Holmes]

So sick and tired of killing pussy ass rappers

My machete sharp like Steve Harvey

Rap toast with green coffee

Hot headed blow steam off me

I can hear that cream calling

[Verse 1: J Holmes]

Cash rules that's bad news

I feel stuck like tattoos

I'm going nuts like cashews

I'm going dumb like baboons

I'm with the shits like bathrooms

Turnt up like classrooms

Get high with a bad bitch

We ducked off like half moons

You niggas trash like raccoons

Turned off like bad tunes

Samurai with this rap shit

Come take a look at my stab wounds

Eat a rapper with no spoon

Drop bombs with no boom

Smoking weed in a backroom

Pass out from the gas fume

Bag full like vacuums

Bass hit like good dope

Hard body like Mayweather

Cold-blooded like Rambo

Pistol grip with no handle

Slide on you no saddles

Watch ya mouth cause I'm from the south

Where they blow u out no candles and

They change on you like channels

Scheme on you with scandals

Niggas hate by the handful

Till your empire dismantled

I Go to war in a mantle

I chop heads with a big sword

I Fuck it up like a discord

Your rap carreer get destroyed

[Chorus: J Holmes]

So sick and tired of killing pussy ass rappers

So sick and tired of killing pussy ass rappers

[Verse 2: J Holmes]

I'm in the cutt like a chainsaw

Penetrate like a paint ball

Bloody red on a white shirt

You ain't wiping that stain off

Where the hell is my brain yall

I been going insane yall

Clean the blood from the crime scene

Wipe my face with the same cloth

Still rap with a slit throat

Double edged utensil

Feel the burn from the hot lead

Coming out of my pencil

Brain cycle like menstrual

Words cutt like ginsu

Better give me my recognition

Cause you don't know what I've been through

Forced out like ginu so Mcs on my menu

Eat rappers like hindu

Leave blood all in your venue

Hog tie then skin you

Country boy in a pig pen

Jumped off of the deep end

Homicide in the pretense

Sharpen up my beak and claws

All on my feet then

Analyze your defense

Fly in with the east wind

Sharp talon on weak skin

Flame thrower that's sad news

I'm in the mix like ragu

Going cashews like Papoose

[Chorus: J Holmes]

So sick and tired of killing pussy ass rappers

So sick and tired of killing pussy ass rappers

[Verse 3: J Holmes]

Broke glass on the front steps

Dead body on the back porch

Smoke a rapper like Kool shorts

Fold a rapper like passports

Still bucking like Broncos

Chop heads like Tonto

Pass the weed like Rondo

Where did all my time go

I'm a giant like Saquan

Hood nigga like Travon

First I add my flavor

Then I cook a rapper like Reakwon

I'm so cold my flow froze

You better have your skates on

These dope quotes I don't choke and

Never ride with my brakes on

Rude rapper no manners

Im going nuts like planters

Rich bitch like Rick James

With three hoes like Santa

Picture that with no camera

She just make me want her no fanta

Cowgirl name Hannah

With a camouflage bandana

Spit flame like dragons

Rhymes heavy like baggage

Shock the world like static

Im on top like attics

I never bend like water and

I put it all on my daughter

My style has no father

I make rappers fall like autumn

[Chorus: J Holmes]

So sick and tired of killing pussy ass rappers

So sick and tired of killing pussy ass rappers