[Verse 1: dread]
You ain't fucking with a creature
Leave your soul floating far beyond the ether
This way either way (?) rappers end up in pieces
(?) for the toe tag
And ima type to use your fucking merch as a cum rag
Pussy boy you ain't on you should know that
What you speak is a lie (?)
I got the force flex like my man Rozzy
Y'all can suck my dick from the back (?)
While your prayting to the sky your cries will not be anmswered
If I may I must imply you a fucking cancer
A disease that must be eradicated
Step up in my way you can meet my knife and let you (?)

[Verse 2: Rozz Dyliams]
Fuck being broke
I would rather die
Fuck being like you
I'd rather be broke
Fuck being normal
I'd rather have amnesia
Fuck being like you
I would rather choke
Once again medical gauze Dylan on a murder mission
I goes far out with my prose the only inquisition
I got my cross hairs on you locked and loaded in position
I know I won't leave a single trace as I make this decision
I feel just like a sniper in the tower power tripping
Off the greed of killing but I can't wipe out the greedy system
I don't need my props I'm making bodies drop
Pop the clip in
I keep ledgers full of names of busters who think that they with it