Yo

I practice the "Art of War" like Bone Thugs

Like "niggawut?I'mfinnagetgunandstickemup"

And crush a thug's bones wit a chrome slug

Leave you layin dead in ya own blood

Foamin at the mouth like soap suds

See what the fo-fo does?

You know what?

I'm 'bouta get mad as fuck

And blast you in da gut

You niggaz ain't had enough?

I'm da scariest

Saggitaruis

You've ever seen

Wit genetically dominant genes

A supreme being

I fiends to rock them

Til I'm top of the top ten

After 12 O'Clock

I get worse than Rakim

Then I make ya whole crew sweat my music

Cuz I do get

In ya ears like a Q-Tip

Too quick

Fa you to refuse it

You're defenseless

Mental blows'll hit you in tha dome like clenched fists

Competetion is usually forced to forfeit

My telepathy benchpresses more than a forklift

Don't even step to me on some bullshit

Nigga you betta off playin Russian Roulette wit a full clip

I'm knockin niggaz out

And knockin niggaz off

Fa comin around da way wit dem Lugz that look like Clarks