Pound for Pound

Cut him kill him if U luv ur Mama...

Yeah heard him in back shoutin...
an automatic in his hand shinin
like a sword warrior'z red
had no clue in a mind wats goin?

If I kill him aint no goin back
flow emotions nah wont attack
better kill widout takin da life
life neva forgivez can't hit da mac

threw ma mac call him out 2 rap
got balls show ya shit I can flap
off goez ma fu***n wingz
call it day or night itz ma death trap

I have 2 claim dats ma fame
m gonna make ur a** lame
u hold mic like a drunken mom
diz battle endz wipin off ya name

ma words harder dan concrete
haterz be damned take a backseat
goin poo poo like plane crashin
U die before witnessin ur sorry defeat

no remedy 2 heal fu***n wound
white face already lost ground
forget thug life hoez n money
ma revenge ova yez pound for pound
Mo*** Fu***!!!