[Verse 1: Killer Ben]
Stigma hid the rid of the riddler
Getting rid of the filter thatkilled your ricochet, renegade rhyme splinter
Dead winter, he suffer from cold feet, it’s no sleep
I got handle like Mo Cheeks, I hold heats
Beat breaks for Pete's sakes, my radiance
Like staring at the burning bush, Max B and the waviest plaques
Meaning they praising us, I'm atheist
God body, all shotty kamikaze corner store languages
Tongue native gun sung hatred or song sacred
If the wars may just cop some more baggies, you know the bassler, spill it Shug
Then bully your hood, the mack could
As Planet Asia passing back the Backwood, I'm that good
When Tristate holster irate, I go primate
Beat a skull savage till I make his third eye ache, again
The Killer is Ben, spit fire back
Spit phlegm, spit shining gems but I ain’t buying that
You wanna leak don’t you? Download it free, won’t ya?
Before you know it, pop pop, that’s when the blood sold ya

[Verse 2: Planet Asia]
Out of body, probably my Gotti's will leave you lying snotty
Don’t try to hobby what I jolly like it’s lodi dodi
You outta space, Lord; whole shit lookin shoddy
You just a poser on a skateboard tryna ollie
On my Muhammad Ali, God Body, Illuminati
Do the knowledge, then view the scholars down in Yugoslavia
Sudan, Somalia
On the other side of the planet
Where broads ain’t really trippin what kind of car we in
Pimp pimp hurray, blaze an eighth of hemp a day
The wealth of this rhyming, diamonds out of Tiffany’s
Health is the science, exercise: lift some weight
Might take a little discipline to get you straight
I’m good money every time man, official cake
Tools for the haters in case I gotta fix a face
Tools on the table, pick a face straight from Leviathan
My pen is mightier than a nickel plate
[Verse 3: TriState]
Mantronix slap MacDonald mack rap photo mack
Zodiac crack Ronald Reagan racks, blow a stack
Give or take a decimal, dangerous decibels
Talk delectable, I’m cheffin up something exceptional
Taste the plethora of styles, I pitch corner block projects spit
Straight chipped off of pyramid bricks
It’s all hieroglyph, Titanic oracle ports
That’s boatlandish, word to my Nautica Sport, they can’t stand it
Fly fashionista, beastin for a feature
Snortin reefer, now I’m bout to beat ya out ya sneakers
Air blow back fusion five, no wings
Mixed with the Bo Jack straps; attach no strings
Photographic ratchets, smash your cabbage, maggot
From the looks of your head of lettuce we havin' salad
Tender greens fiend, 3 ring regime team
Leave you steam cleaned, promoters better bring C.R.E.A.M
Nah mean