[Intro: Come on, man, you a wild dude, to them niggas, man, stop playing, man For real, man
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Rhymes:] Shallah, I got 'em Heat-seeking missile spit, don't even try to hide, through your skin bars, call me cyanide, bitch Try me if you want, homey, violation's a I am the hazard, skull & bone, poisonous logo Unleash the dragon, the scene I'm spitting, burn a through the speaker, And start melting the up Somebody please call the department And I'm a believer, Ya'll know I ain't the one to start with Cause the fuse is lit and we strike a match and the spark smell My fangs bleed and we nam them up like ox Ya'll see happening, ya'll know what the truth is Somebody please ask Shallah Rae why he making me do Cause once I finish dudes, it's unfortunate for them them in the trash, they ain't no recycling bin for rappers I control, it's the current dominant factor The been bodied, I personally request the pastor, gone