[B-Real]
Call me the serial rhyme killer
Mic-cord strangling, mangling, tangling, you in the web ^!$$%

Your head is dangling off of your shoulders
Cause my mic told me to do it cause you wasn't a true soldier
Fake bustas get hit with the clusterbomb

You're a hotdog with no mustard, you're flusterd, I'm calm
Spit heat like a $#&@ing dragon, bagging you up
Tagging you toe, zipping you up

Clipping you up, mic-cord tripping you up
You're in the dark with no light
and wishing a ^!$$% had lit you up

So much for wishful thinking, you're body's stinking
You're sinking into the hole and I'm at the top winking at ya


[Sen-Dog]
Don't play me too close I'm a certified bomb
Designed to designate all over the tape

Got my Cuban Puertoricans all up in the place
Gonna smash you in the face with tapes check it out


[B-Real]
Call me imperial beatslayer
All prayers try to be advisory to rivalry in the battle player

(*##$es who lie to me and cry to me use bribery
I'm taking the torch and burn Puffy-music for canivalry
That'll teach you I beat you on every plain

Ain't no other way to reach you, I reach you with pain
Shred you into pieces using the tigerclaw
I'm a cold ^!$$% you need more than a lighter to thaw

Me and my lyrical Iceberg suckers are panic
$#&@ what you head I brought down the Titanic
So can it and shut it, I wrote it and bust it

because it never gonna be safe for wack ^!$$%s I don't trust 'em

[Chorus]


[Sen-Dog]
Call me superior showstopper, your hiphop legacy

Claim us to remember we break you off proper
Oh you got a short memory? You wanna render me?
Harmless and surrender me for the $#&@ing enemy?

I won't let ya I bet ya I reign supreme
Make your fans forget ya search ya in front of your team
Make a ^!$$% smoke a ounce and bounce over the rhythem

And hit em and get another suck and hit em with venom
^!$$% my name is Sen and I'm real while you're pretending
Suckers with no style I hope you get offended

So I can lock your $$# up with my jawclutches
Then my rhymes will catch you cause they're sharp like Tony Touch's


[Chorus]

[Sen-Dog]

Yeah, that's right y'all
Gonna smash you in the face
Who be comming on touching me, getting around me

I'm a bomb you know what I'm saying
I'm ready to go off you know what I'm saying
So many mother$#&@ers out there talking %#@!, doing their little thing

It's cool you know what I'm saying, go ahead make you money
But don't you be comming around me perplexing playing like a (*##$
You know what I'm saying

Cause I can see your $$# right through you know what I'm saying
You're glass homeyboy, you're glass you know what I'm saying
Don't play me too close y'all

I don't think I like you too much you know what I'm saying
Always kicking it, doing what we do
Trying to act like us, trying to sound like us

You're playing me too close mother$#&@er
You need too step the $#&@ on back
Take your $$# on back to wherever the $#&@ you come from

You're playing me way way too close you know what I'm saying