20 sec 20 kills yeah my flow is chocotaco
Ure filled with pills like a stupid muthafucka
So free fuck job ill be flyin on a jet
With a hundred hot bad bitches lyin on a bed
Controversy of mine is comin up instead of going landin down on yo tiny stupid head

Yeah i'll be runnin real fast
From whom yall will never guess
Fears are real inside of my mind,
So ill be up and screaming all night

Fuck'em
Fuck'em
Walkin all around sayin fuck'em
When i hire that mercenary on a bitch yall let it go just to say fuck'em

Fuck'em
You feel?
Even when u gonna make a fuckin mill,
If your soul been sold for the signing fuckin deal,
When your trust been eaten and you're left for the bill,
Are you sure?
For real?
All this pain that just cannot be revealed
All the mains on mains, fuckin chains on chains
When u last described of how you feel?

Yah've been writing all night for all these songs now i gotta pay
Its another phantom of mine reliefs his thoughts, leading the way