Saints are crucified hands and feet nailed to crosses bigot bosses take losses
Taking more shots than Chris Paul heavily armed drunken enforcer's
Death in my dreams hell In my scheme's squad moves like the A-team
Knowledge God scholar sanctioned to blast a hole in your brain clean
His corpse on ice fam crying at the funeral cause he'll never wake
Lyrically ate like cod in the Cape another victim added to the murder rate
Beef eaters choke on steak medium rare beat em bloody Kruegar in your nightmares
Masked Jason slowly walking to behead apostles like Paul for slick talking
His wordplay outdated like Sony walk man's see me on any channel live
Mad izm sparking all that shit talking will have him thrown in the creek like Dawson