[Verse 1: C~Roc]

I've been a killer since day one

It's in them skinny jeans of them teens to be a fan of what I pack son

We roll up on you for the green like a packed blunt

Most you rappers lost ya taste & spit sweet as if you're stride gum

I'm with the punchlines so when I punchlines

Fuck a hook you'll see me bare arms when I close lines

Yes I got intelligence & some metaphors

Ya bitch swallow my delivery, why you think I met her for/metaphor ?

And I get money everyday's a payday

Haters hop up off my D.I. before you see K's

For the record you'll get scratched off no DJ

I Declare War, no truces when the heat spray

Me I'm so deadly straight sniping my opponent

Just to prove I go the distance to come the closest

Then killing every rapper being the best is just a bonus

Haters I'm focused, sweating ya sexual weapons my arsenal from the ocean

Damn, you don't bang you'll get cut up front

Script full of hard lines so do not act dumb

This my dream I can't sleep till it's God damn done

And now it's nightmares I'm scared to see what I've really become, C

[Verse 2: G-Blaze]

Blaze on the beat got them niggas like who that

Killing em' & can't nobody stop me on the fucking track

Gone for a minuet now I'm back for redemption

Nigga's saying that Blaze was never good nigga since when ?

DFW, my team & that's forever boy

You say the same thing on the track, You a broken record

These haters come around & praying for my downfall

That why I get my bars up & I sawg when I'm around y'all

Ya bars dry nigga my shit is bout to drown y'all

They talking shit until them bullets flip you that's a round off

These niggas getting scared, like who's that nigga blaze

He's only 15 !? My nigga no way

My nigga yes way, you think I'm here to play

My bars is like tundra they colder then them december days

These rappers made it worse, C~Roc just brought the hurst

Hizzy declared war now niggas gone get that work

(Ha, niggas gone get that work .. I'm out)

[Verse 3: JayHizzy]

Ok I let my niggas go first to kill the beat

So by the time it got to me it was predeceased

Yep, this my team we professional snappers

If we weren't rappers we'd be your chiropractors

I'm a king like mike jack, but I ain't number 2 doe

That bar went over ya head like a Home Run from Albert Pujos

Check my Compositions I guess I'm Anita Baker/Ima need a baker

And when my recipe heats up my words are burning the paper

Don't ever doubt me ya boy Hizzy still a monster

When Hov leaves the games I'll be the king of entendres

Niggas think they hot as me cuz they use a microwave

But if they ever battle me they better use a mic or wave

A white flag cuz I'm ready to bust magnums

Funny thing is I ain't kidding, that's why I got magnums

And I keep my blinkie tucked so if you blink you might get stuck

Wit ya eyes closed & some holes where your ribs should go

You want know beef like a lesbian

Actually you don't want beef like a lesbian vegetarian

My niggas will blast for me you .. be speaking blasphemy

Don't .. fuck with this gah, I might .. cause a catastrophe

It's still a mystery why you niggas belittle me

Until I blissfully go on a muh fuckin' killing spree

Fuck it bitch now I'm pissed off, this shits on

You don't want me to draw like a tie then put the clip on

If they tell me to hitchu, I promise I won't miss dude

With that 9 to your chest, Tony Parker wouldn't assist you

You fat & you black & you claim that you a boss

Well I guess like Ricky Ross you gone end up with ya top off

Pussy nigga I'm not soft keep talking all of that bullshit

Bout how mans gonna check me & wreck me ? Don't disrespect me

Head shot's til your bleeding & now your heavily breathing

Oh did I just blow your mind ? Are you understanding the reason ?

Then while you feeling on your nose deliver a couple body blows

And when you hit the floor/flow it's a knockout that's how the story goes (Pussy !)