On Stack by TheNeXTGUI Lyrics

[Producer Tag]
Young Ben on the beat

[Intro]
We got some real imbecile rappers in the game right now
How abotu we go show em' how it's really done

[Verse 1]
Stick 'Em Up for their Paper
When I'm on an Adventurous caper
I Got My Gun and aim her
40 gauge send 'em to their maker
Your corpse explode like my pager
Your bitch just won't shut up
It's a Favor for a Favor
I don't watch Frazier
Show anyone a bird
Warping sounds with a phaser
Blind you with a laser
Lighting bold taser
Unearthing drugs that's rare
Corrupting the air
With terrorist scares
So you died? Anyone who cares?
[Verse 2]
Second verse, better than the first
Glock burst, leave fellas in hearse
The crowd about to disperse
Like when it's your turn to perform
I create new norms
Taking over like a storm
Make the city war-torn
Yeah, sound these airhorns
Bullets that's airborne
Dodge it like Jay Bourne
Robbin' Iowans for their corn
This life I've sworn
Is violence for the coin
Why would anyone join?
You need to fight your urge
Or get submerged
Want to diss better diverge
The fuck, outta here

[Verse 3]
You disigenous dense motherfuck
I'm like what the fuck, motherfucker
You suck, you can't defend it
I got no more patience
This is insaneness
Get hit with the stainless
When I'm at the club
Clubbing you with a golf club
Engulfed in your blood
Ace of clubs, Qusay Hussein
Mentally, say I'm insane
Climbin' under a train
One Eighty miles an hour
Snortin' gunpowder
Secured the brain like Futurama jars
I Never pause for applause
Cuz I got this rifle between ya jaws