[Intro] [Bad Seed talking]:

Yeah. It's your boy Bad Seed man. Yo my man PackFM called me on the phone said, "Yo, I need you to come through, drop these eight bars, spit on these niggas man, stomp these niggas the fuck out man. Bad Seed in the motherfuckin' building man, I just came in the motherfuckin' building, I gave Tone, I gave my nigga PackFM a pound, I said "what's good?", cats and all that good shit. Now I'm in the motherfuckin' mic booth it's CRAZY! SUP-ER!

[Verse One: Bad Seed]

You had a good run but you got a problem today

You look tough, but shiiiit, nigga Karamo was gay

And I'm a botty bwoy killa so I'm armed with a K

"Bang bang on them niggas", that's what my momma would say

Bad Seed, you already know

Front, and the tec will blow

Middle finger icey like I finger pop Eskimos

And I stretch an O, shoot the five, stress a ho

I love beef it go good with you vegetables

[Session]

You a bitch dawg, ya e-mail broke

That's not true, it's your man, not you, he sell coke

You stay at home making sure your e-mails wrote

Dawg, I can see your pussy like a female goat

Boo!

Bitch ass nigga, through the speaker you flinch

My moms your grandma kid, your cheeks will get pinched

Session, will make you feel like you got knocked with a brick

Rock Timbo's on my hands, get stomped with my fists

[Copywrite]

I fuck chicks with little frames

Who don't know my first, last or middle name

Little strange, she's mumbling "Copywrite" while she's givin' brain

Kane kicked her out, said "?" go get his gang

She don't know we Mash Out Posses for a Lil' Fame

A little chain a cross for me

You got gingivitis though, when you floss you bleed

Should have been at your dentist before trying to talk to me

Cause talk is cheap and you ain't got Blue Cross to speak

So stop your speech you got capisci?

[Hook] [Poison Pen]

You get stomped

Beef or no beef I'm hittin' his jaw

Make sure his teeth litter the floor

You get stomped

It's Penny Pen Pen

Cee got the twenty twen twen

I got the Henny Hen Hen

Stop starin' you won't go there

When we face to face you eyein' your shoestrings

You get stomped

? around these niggas

Left hook, right hook, merry-go-round these niggas

[Verse Two] [Arch Rival]

I'm an animal when this beats on

Shut it off when the beefs on

Like Mecca gettin' my beast on

Trample you with cleats on

Violence will erupt if you're daily holdin' a grudge

I'll stomp your face till they have to wipe you off the ground with a sponge

I'm Arch Rival

Nice guy, simply the best

But if the crowd disrespects I lose it like Ron Artest

And if you gotta die I'll do the honors

But before that you gettin' fried just to prove bloods thicker than water

[Sean Price]

Ayo this super size slug sender

Saturday night special shooter

Who sips sizzurp and burp buddah

This amateur night, niggas get boo'd

The sandman comes out

Tap dance with the tool like blam blam

Sean's the best

Motherfuckers under arrest

Biting the flow

Handcuffs, gun and a vest

Fuck around I'll puncture the lungs in ya chest

Just blast the chump

He ain't breathing, where's the asthma pump?

Fuck around, I'll eat your food like I ain't had no lunch

Somalian speech

Ethiopian flies on my cheek

Nobody raps real, in your realness raps

Is a bunch of bullshit

How real is that?

Feel this gat

Pressed on the side of your neck

Boot Camp, show the size of respect

Motherfucker

[PackFM]

This the shit they play when I'm about to

Stomp the shit out ya

Body parts in garbage cans, Oscar The Grouch ya

I'm back with the outlaws, walkin' like some simians

And in the end, the whole room lookin like some Indians

Red dots everywhere, nothing you can say or do

Play me like an X-box, I'll leave you with a halo too/Halo 2

Put mileage on your S. Dots, I'm waiting nigga, make a move

You talkin slick? I guess not, you take his kicks, I'll take his jewels

Niggas fag scented when they rap about things

I'll punch a nigga in his face, you tryin to cock back and swing

Tryin to slap box? Stop that, we no practicing

I took my jacket off to fight, you puttin on Vaseline?

My scruples is screwed up, ain't no stoppin the fight

I ain't know left from wrong, grew up without the option of right

Don't get stopped at the light

We'll set it off for no reason

The body count will send CSI into extra Seasons

Stomp