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Elbows off the table/the gravies hot use a ladle this fires fatal
I’ll fry you like green tomatoes/smash you like mash potatoes
To battle me you better know how to fight/spitting bars hope you know how to write
I got more verses then the bible/ship wreck you on an island like survival
I clear blocks like a ed glock/I told you I’m twisted like dread locks
You shouldn’t never opened your mouth/you live in the hood but you stay in the house
The bottom of your feet/looks like the pavement on the street
Starved to death because you don’t eat/who told you to step to me
All that pride leads to nothing but suicide/or sudden death
Your street cred is on a zip code/you’re not a client you’re not on my caseload
I’m about to kick in your door/pound in your face till my fist is on swole
Driving around in a minivan/you need to grow up like Peter Pan
I’m deep in the hood like the Taliban/locked and loaded for a Zimmer man
You’re so lame you got people texting you/who’s standing right next you
I’m old school I’ll bust your head open with a lead pipe/Walk dark alleys and run red lights
I got bars like Rikers Islands /quick to battle but I’m not violent
To prove my street cred/ I walk the streets of Compton and still not dead
Stay in your lane before you hit the guard rail/you’re a drop in the bucket like a garbage pail
Up a tree like Nicodemus/got more tales then uncle Remus
Hot like cinnamon/glaze you like a cinnabon
In a hood like the Ku Klux Klan/educated with a business plan
Got so many bars I’ll cage you in/you got no key I’ll have to let you in
Life is like a cypher and I’m a Lifer/pull up your socks wipe your snotty nose and change your diaper
Messing with a Wize Dom is unsafe like no Con Dom/truth is you really don’t want none
