Dont ask for me again Blast me in the back when you said last week we were friends I'm fuckin Nasty with a pen I'm so nasty in a sense That if I actually get the chance another casualty is sent To the place where the Shadows hide Place where the battle cries Reign across the plains so my name is not sabotaged Draped like vagabonds Plate like Action Bronson Walk around town feeling great like Kakarot Listen Listen picture this is what I'm getting at Prison sentences for emcees that be spitting wack Never Lack penmanship again or you can give him back the microphone check check Bitch I said give it back Been exact written facts tit for tat move em It's a wrap give him gas just a splash super Just to act stupid Xans make you act cooler Nah what the fuck am I saying Cant Do it I'm too lost to fight about the reckless young emotional Too gone to tell em they aint giving us the culture hope Listen partner slow your roll Talk about the blackest thoughts Walk around town feeling great like Kakarot