Cassidy
You niggas is chick made. I'm quick with my fist
and a switch blade. Get brave, you will get a clip
in your rib cage. That's What'll happen you act
dumb. Silencers on the gat. It sound like i'm
clappin a cap gun. I'm from where they dump heat.
Dudes that want beef get smacked with the TOOL.
Remove all of they front teeth. Man, once they
send me all those shoot. You gonna take more shots
than a photo shoot camera. Get led from the
hammer. Put the toast to your head. You would have
a stroke like Fred Sanford. It ain't difficult the
pistol cripple you. The sig clap push your wig
back like Mystikal's. Man, most of the, where my
burners at. One chrome and one burner black like
Bernie Mac. And i'll body him and his female. I'll
put a shell in her head like a bobbypin. Yeah. I'm
puttin rock on the stroll. A baller push rock and
push COCK in these hoes. And it's sweet to get a
freak on my nuts. I got the smile when the
crocodile seats in the truck. You mad cause you
ain't eatin' enough cause your boss rippin you off
like the leaf on the dutch. You a nut, you oughta
earn your respect. You gettin robbed? Get a job
nigga, earn you a check. You ain't fit for the
grind. I don't nickel and dime. The strip get mine
a BRICK at a time. The shit I spit in my rhyme,
shit I say in a conversation. Cats kinda on my
pipe, but they kinda hatin. One minute i'm hot,
one minute i'm wack. But I finish a rap. And 15
minutes of that. I hit the 16 before Swiss
finished the track. Make some noise, the boy from
big business is back. I got that put it in your
nose and sniff it. My record's like the DIRECTIONS
to the road to riches. I knock down your door like
Jehova Witness. And bring niggas in your crib like
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liquor. Stop drinkin. Cause you not thinkin. But
watch you sober up when that shot's stingin. And
the box stinkin murder for hire. Spread your herb
ASS on the grass like fertalizer. I heard your
album ain't get nowhere. What happened? I'm goin
platinum like Sisqo hair. This so scary.

Jin
Gotta have it for burnin the mic. You heard that
i'm nice. I spit the most obsurd ish you ever
heard in your life. Here'es some words of advice
that you should listen to: If you get offended,
guess what? We're probably dissin' you. Are these
cats for real? I'm the least bit impressed kid.
They need to pass a bill. Have these wack MC's
arrested. I've been blessed with a flow, spittin
ever since. Some say i'm conceited, naw i'm just
convinced. I ain't tryin to be a hater. Just say
what I think. But i've seen better punchlines at
the prom waiting for drinks. Yo I spit flames.
Leave you chokin in hell. Me losin battles?
Picture Bow Wow smokin a "L". Look at
your wrists all limp, son I know that you frail.
Probably drop the soap on purpose when you're goin
to jail. I'm on fire, so you know we're smokin
more than blunts. And this ain't chicken pox. You
can catch it more than once. Fake thugs talk about
guns, get they stutter on. The only kind of toast
they pack is the kind you put butter on. I see
through they image like lingerie. They try to see
tomorrow. But they'll be gone today. We're two
different characters. Don't make me bust in your
mouth. I'm god from (?) You marion from In The
House.