get it so deep,
just sit on your knees,
begging me please when I said I'm the beast,

on your head I will feast,
because I love it so much,
i'mma bubble it up,

and I'm bringing it rough when I'm killing this stuff,
I may say it alot,
that you might get shot, like tupac,

go and get the guap,
but you might not want to rap about it,
you might have found it and got astounded liking the way that it sounded,

don't get your head impounded because this is my hidden talent,
get it violent,
sit in silence,

sounding sirens,
sicker than a virus,
you a singing miley cyrus,

which means you aint %#@! yet,
might be on my hit list,
so go and get protection if you headin my direction,

ran into this death perception,
that pops like a smith and wesson,
wont stop I'm really big headed,

I said it already,
the Jason to Freddy,
I'm knocking it steady,

I'm robbing your teddy,
I kill.. kill.... kill.....