Numerous Q's - Clash of the Tightness lyrics

[Numerous Q's] I already did this beat so um.. I'm, I'm just gonna do it again 'cause I like it Ah whatever You claim that you're tight, well then it's clash of the tightness, wait.. Clash of the Titans You must be a loser if you're thinking that you might win Dick the size of a freight train, so your b**h is frightened She knows I spit crack, so she's asking for the "pipe" then And I say all my life it's been me, myself and a f**ing mic stand I've been with this game a while, I don't think that she'd like it Yo, and it would k** me to hurt her I've been married to this game and my vowels were in my first verse Got the drive of a Cla**-A, I've only got my learners Constantly wishing that I was Timmy Turn-up [Beat Switch] Ugh, and they calling me the bestest My flow deadly, just like asbestos Been reeking havoc on this planet since my entrance Like Applewhite, I've got enough f**ing henchman to leave 39 dead in a Santa Fe mansion In my mind, you are now fenced in So many bars, they're like a run-on sentence I'ma eat some ribs, just like Left did Get out of my mentions, if your hatin' get beheaded Put down the Petroleum b**h you're jealous Think I'm Elvis, cause I left the building And by that I mean I ditched school to hell with learning Take a ride on "Air Swell" I think I'm swerving These swag rappers make sh** faker like plastic surgeons I got codeine in a cla**ic Thermos The only a** in the back who tends to laugh at sermons And you rappers lacking purpose I've been carrying the game so long that my back is hurtin' [Isaac Silver] Have you lost your mind? Tell me when you think it's on the line No more d** for me, p**y and religion is all I need Grab my hand and baby we'll live a hell of a life [sample] Do you smell it? That smell, a kind of smelly smell. A smelly smell that smells smelly