Busta-ass Ficcaz!

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

How you figure?
That you ain't fuccin wit a real-ass Ficca/
Bust you in the mouth/
Eat you for dinner/
Lot of ficcaz around my way/
be yappin they mouth all damn day/
and ain't got shit to say...
Fools best get down and pray
for a ficca like me fucc wit ya/
cause real ficcaz don't play...
I'm a ficca wit an attitude
smack a ficca if he rude
and get to bustin on dem punk fools
while I'm flexin, sexin
no time for second guessin...
that's just what a ficca gone do
keep it real we me,
then ficca I keeps it real wit you/
Talk shit and I bust ya in your mouth
Rat-a-tat-tat on his back,
now why you bus eeem like that?
was the last word out his homeboys mouth/
Before a real ficca knocked da fuccin taste up out/
and that's without a doubt
the tales of a real ficca from da hood/
where it ain't all good?
and I'm out!!!  

[J. B A N A N A S]

get to bustin on dem punk fools
while I'm flexin, sexin

ayo