my vivid images,i spit towards timid lyricist
my schripture's simerin,im spittin serius
so sleep on me, dont gimmy respect i deserve
so wut,get on my turf,u get on my nerves
i dont shoot but,wen they pop blood splattas
wen they pop, believe evry thug scattaz
i sever fa eva ,constant cause of terror
wut eva wen eva,concius causes errors
west warwick aint a gutta,but aint no sub
i got boys tuckin,a 22, yah aint no snub
scam got that 22, cheapa got tha 38
bullets run right thru, bust ya vertibre
i aint own one,but i got fuckin access
picture it dog,u not fuckin rappaz
rap aint about gats n shootin stupid
its bout who can do it,and whos tha truest