(Hook) (M1sta Wyte) (x3)
Yeah you must be out cha mind to think you bust like me (x2)
Yeah I might shoot two but you might hit three
(But I might hit three)
(Bridge) (M1sta Wyte)
Take a shot if you don't agree
If you don't agree, You can't bust like me
(Verse one) (M1sta Wyte)
Changed up the flow but im not pitchin on the mound
Look at what hit cha, let me pick you off the ground
Comin in full surround, Its adobe digital
Oh no its mr. White comin for his residual
Lyrical, Pividal what the listeners digest
Sorta like a perm, it takes time to process
Intent criminal, I mandate progress
Knowin I made mistakes think I can learn from
Confused by those who choose to remain dumb
Poppin shots without the use of a handgun
Cause they so random can't even stay on topic
Still fooled by what they provide to your optic
That's what you co*k and flood the block with
Only an*lyze on the level that's microscopic
The beat breakin droppin like a thirty stock market
Cold cases, no traces, vital parts targeted
Never make it to arbitration for plead bargainin
Witness discretion advised if you tryna stay alive
In this jungle you eat or be eaten that's how you survive
Come against the force in your life that forced me several times
This is what has to be done so don't go askin me why
There comes a day for all when you gotta meet the man in the sky
(Hook) (M1sta Wyte) (x3)
Yeah you must be out cha mind to think you bust like me (x2)
Yeah I might shoot two but you might hit three
(But I might hit three)
(Bridge) (M1sta Wyte)
Take a shot if you don't agree
If you don't agree, You can't bust like me
(Verse two) (Danger Zone)
Why would you step forward if you knew you'd get torched
You regret everything you did
(I can smell the remorse)
When I write or freestyle, youll never know whats in store
Cause the flow that d.z has is a hell of a force
You shouldn't be fanaticle about the way youre rappin no
My flow is so indigenous whenever im attackin those
Rhymes im so divine with my each and every line
Every word that I spit is equivalent to a forty five
Yall punks will never be the same
Youll never flow like dange
When ever I rap everybody just goes insane
I had you heated cause lyrically i'm propane
Now I got you shakin' like a bum who's on that c**aine
I'm straight up dope mane
Radio rappers are so lame
I just k**ed em all and I didn't say no names
Come here, youll get hit with a swole blade
Itll hit your cerebrum and leave you with no brain
(Hook) (M1sta Wyte) (x3)
Yeah you must be out cha' mind to think you bust like me (x2)
Yeah I might shoot two but you might hit three
(But I might hit three)
(Bridge) (M1sta Wyte)
Take a shot if you don't agree
If you don't agree, You can't bust like me