It's August 23, 2025, 07:46:23 AM
From Me 2 U, but this ain't a Hallmark GreetingI'm feeding on multiple weaklings this eveningYou don't wanna battle dog, i'll leave unharmedSnatch your limbs before a gunfight, you'll start "unarmed"I ain't 12 inches tall, but i am this games "ruler"i'd still be better than you if i took off more days then Ferris BullerStrike your sternum causing internal burnin' to verminit's certain where i'm lurkin there's bound to be some virgin hurtin when I close the curtainYou ain't good at this game, when you got a bad hand you foldi'm like a walking oxymoron, i spit hot flows so coldI'm terminating you bitches like your name was Sarah ConnerYou are nothing compared to me, like Rudolph compared to DonnerIf pictures are worth 1000 words, then my words would be worth 1000 picturesanything from Richter to elixer's could be spoken about in my scriptureswhen me and crew get near, we're the crew that is fearedwhen i get close to a bitch, watch there face light up like the old school L.A. GearsLike a shot through the chest, i'll see this battle throughThese aren't my best wishes, these are my death kisses, from me 2 uThis is just a little message, from me 2 uyou think this is a death threat? well that's probably trueThis ain't a battle dog, this is what i plan to doI've calmed down a bit, but my attack isn't throughPayback's a bitch, especiall when it's from me 2 u