[Verse: Jareem]

Went into a strip club looking for love

Came out with a stripper and some snortable drugs

Damn that's pretty cold how she sold herself for gold

But love is just blind so I told her hit the road

You a laughing matter so you faggots don't matter

Brains get splattered over snitch nigga chatter

Like you niggas taking steps while I'm stepping on a ladder

And you be with the cops like the nerd in "Family Matter"

Jareem at it again

Hoes wanna be friends

But I be killing hoes all the way to amen

Take it how you perceive it, practice how you believe it

Adopting dead bodies like the bitch Casey conceived it

Damn he still ill, after he popped a pill

Pop a nigga to kill, and see the blood spill

RedPrint on the streets, catch me in your girl's sheets

Got her screaming like she meek, now the neighbors trying to peek

I guess talking shit's a habit

Pump you like asthmatics and split you like acrobatics

Bullets got you doing back flips into caskets full of cactis

Close the latches, shut the hatches, and then we spark the matches

And we can make room for the rappers

Ripping apart a raptor, impeccable flow mastered

Touching you like a pastor, heaven's 'bout to come faster

And fuck security cause nigga we already pass words

You fucked up but I'm fucked up so suck up like yo bitch do

Did I diss you, didn't miss you, hope that she don't kiss you

Cause she stuck her tongue out like those niggas "Kiss" do

I'll murder and diss you if you got an issue

Rip off your skin tissue and gladly dismiss you

You pussy, you bitch you, I swear we gon' get you

I swear we gon' split you, i swear we gon' rip you

And yeah I eat rappers so I never bit you

IGH! So go ahead and take your chance with a rapper

And end up with a rapper ripping out bible chapters

A demon, a beast having a feast

In a room full of pussies

Nigga don't push me

Or end up with the wrath of a God

Outshining every artist on your fucking iPod

Say that shit with a passion

The blunt's still passin'

My niggas still fastin'

For diamonds and fashion

Knew a nigga who'd take your life for a brick

Knew a bitch who fuck your wife and ya dick

Knew a chick who would do it with her tits

Then rob yo' ass with only one bullet in the clip

Oh shit

Higher mind going to higher places

Start shootin' up if I don't see familiar faces

Young dreams give you something to pray on

Cause I'm drawing blood like I came with a crayon

You fucking with an animal, appetite of a cannibal

Killing these rappers annual, showing 'em tracks is flammable

Urinating on Satan, Picasso picturing paintings

If bitches should test my patience, I leave the body with Satan

Anal with the analogy, headbutting and sodomy

Pockets full of this collard green

Beat me up then she swallow me

Yo' bitch got train wrecked and passed like train wreck

Don't matter where I aim at

I leave a body brainless

I don't trust 'em behind my back

So they can never hold me back

They can only hold my sack, fuck around and get whacked

With a mac, end up in a chapel, how you like them apples

This for all my niggas, and this for all the hoes

This for all the real niggas vibing at my shows

This for all the times the world told me no

And this is the return, tell Derrick that I rose