The Return of Verbal Violence

Be careful who you talking to, be careful who you walking with You might get chopped up and lose your appendages Haters can't get into this, we rob non-participants For coming with that stupid shit like slow retarded immigrants King Spydamann, royalty is on the premises I take niggas out, Clearasil them like blemishes I got the lock and sock so I'm still on that prison shit In a million years bet them niggas can't envision this A young skinny nigga from the east side of Atlanta With enough strength to walk around swinging Thor's hammer I make rude thugs sit down and mind manners I'll make The Hulk revert back to Bruce Banner So who want ana'? Niggas ain't never ready And I ain't never scared, so you do the math Not my style but I will give niggas a blood bath While you crawl with roaches I Raid with a Black Flag You'll get black tagged, carried off in a black bag By way of my Folks that represent that black flag I put niggas to sleep like a case of jet-lag And crush competition if they wanna act bad It's the return of the Oh wait, no, wait you're kidding It's the return of the Oh wait, no, wait you're kidding It's the return of the Oh wait, no, wait you're kidding You're kidding, you're kidding Its the return of the verbal violence, the Wilding on microphones So spare the embarrassment & start leaving your wife at home Known for breaking bones through lyrical content With niggas that bomb shit like terrorists JKS, I spit enough crack to get a fucking bear lit And cut clean through your hostile environment You'll need fireman assistance Then alert the whole Watchtower to beware my persistence I can rip shit with bloody vengeance when I'm lit lit Flick shit like a convict on some sick shit You pick cliques like a prick bitch, that's the difference I get rich when I spit lit, I go the distance Get ready for the coming of beating until you vomiting Just when you thought it was over I pulled a comet in Imagine the astonishment, when I skip the verbal v Punch you in the face and send you crying to your mama nem It's the return of the Oh wait, no, wait you're kidding It's the return of the Oh wait, no, wait you're kidding It's the return of the Oh wait, no, wait you're kidding You're kidding, you're kidding It's the return of the Oh wait, no, wait you're kidding It's the return of the Oh wait, no, wait you're kidding It's the return of the Oh wait, no, wait you're kidding You're kidding, you're kidding