I'm the verbal spit Smith Wesson
I unload with a sick spit that quick wick to split a split-second
Bomb with a lit wick expression
You here a tick tick when you testing...
My saliva and spit can split thread into fiber and bits
So trust me, I'm as live as it gets
Everybody clamin the best and head the throne
Since B.I.G is gone
If you ask me, they Dead Wrong
My flow is hotter than the flash from the click
When the hammer slaps the bullet on the ass from the clip
Wined up in a room full of my dogs
I have you feelin like a fire hydrant in a room full of dogs
So come come now
Get pissed on, shitted on
Tough talk turns into