Yeah, Can't f** with the Saultiside Crew cuz...
(Dirty Bill)
We're unf**withable
You're f**withable like a condom
You on dem dicks
Chokin' like kkkkk NOM NOM
I'm on like lights
Incite fights til I feel the tightening
Frightening lightning strikes
BING BANG BOOM and I got your SPRING SPRANG (OOOOH)
Bet you didn't think that this could happen to you
But you might be meeting me
If you ignite deceit in me
A parasite who's tweetin the
Goddamn god of indecency
But recently the beast in me has been decently concealed
Reveal it only when I wanna cop a f**in' feel
See I'm not lonely, saying that nobody know me
Bologna, you're below me, homie, so blow me!
HOOK x 2:
When the ba** hits
We get back to the basics
You can't erase it
Or go back and retrace it
The past is gone
Til one of us commits to face it
Then open up and embrace it
(Whyzer)
Sayin' hello to the new
Sayonara to the old
Diabolical dialect
I inject genetic code
Into the brains of the ma**es
It rains but it pa**es
The flashes of strange light
Smash through the ashes
You see I'm legitimate
But a little bit of an idiot
Insidious from city to city
With this hideous ditty
Did he or didn't he?
Hittin' you with this litany
Admittedly spittin' sh**
Does that mean that you're sh**tin' me?
Mind f**in' ya man
Ninja f**in' ya brain
You get so f**in' confused
I'll kick ya cerebral vein
Karate chop ya in that b**h
With my lyrical sayin's
It's like a game, and i'm playin'
Til i'm goin insane and...
HOOK x 2:
When the ba** hits
We get back to the basics
You can't erase it
Or go back and retrace it
The past is gone
Til one of us commits to face it
Then open up and embrace it
(Dirty Bill)
Hi, lie back, I smack
Attack with tactics, like Tic-Tacs
Poppin' pills, click clack
Stoppin' Bill's impossible
Choppin' philosophical
You're so diabolical!
Nah, I'm f**in' phenomenal
We go back to the basics
Crack when the ba** hits
Turn a-r-r-round baby
Have a taste it's
Just literally I'm a literary military
Very into burying ya
The scenario is scary
You wanna get a very rare burial?
I'll cesarian ya
Look look look
Into my mind's eye
I spy a silly motherf**er who is
Shook shook shook
HOOK x 2:
When the ba** hits
We get back to the basics
You can't erase it
Or go back and retrace it
The past is gone
Til one of us commits to face it
Then open up and embrace it
(Whyzer)
If I look through my gla**es and the gla** is half full
Then I'm an optical optimist, are you catchin' my flow?
But if I look at the gla**, it's low and I pinch your a**
Then I'm a pest of a pessimist, and I'm gettin' a grasp
Maybe I'm an optimist, but before you stop me just
Give me a second to show you where the f** I've gotten this
It's proposterous to speculate my greatness, it's obvious
But don't confuse this with co*kiness, I'm roosterless
And I'm a ruth-a-less ba*tard, I'm absurd
Can't you tell by every motherf**in' thing that you heard
That we devour our enemies with every syll-all-able we spit
You hit the Saultiside Crew, you get split and that's it!
I'll rip your f**ing head off and sh** down your neck
And that ain't just an expression so get your sh** talkin' in check
That warning is critical, see I ain't an*lytical
I don't tell you subliminal, when I say it it's literal
HOOK x 2:
When the ba** hits
We get back to the basics
You can't erase it
Or go back and retrace it
The past is gone
Til one of us commits to face it
Then open up and embrace it