Netcees - Coke Zero Lite

I'm the Answer to your wackness ... jammin rappers in the basket
I.vs.sons without no "practice", leave 'em dumped inside a trash bin
If they jump ... I'm fuckin clappin, leave 'em "red" just like a caption
Did you duck or did you catch it? Touch the gloves and then I jab 'em
Uppercut and body bag 'em, shoulder shrug like "What just happened?"
.... "I was punchin, you was slappin ... I was gunnin, you was lackin!
Now you bloody and I'm laughin ... Where's my money? betta have it!
... Think it's funny? ... I ain't askin, "You feel lucky?" ... I'm just blastin
... Wit this snubby or this ratchet! ... It gets ugly ... no attraction ..."
But this Magnum's like a magnet crush the bugs & grab the maggots
... Buncha faggots always actin like they livin plush and lavish ...
But they cappin, they ain't trappin, they be yappin to the captain
Always rattin fa that cabbage or that cheese to eat wit salad ...
Booty lickas, when they whisper ... it be smellin like the crapp'a ...
They ain't savage, they just average, "pass the gas" & strike the matches
Went from "ass" to cans of ashes! Fuck a Stan! I'm Marshall Mathers ...
... But I'm black'a and I'm mean'a when I onomatopoei-ya!!! ...
CRACK ya features! ... SNAP ya neck! ... make ya whale until ya wet ...
Soaked in blood or boiled flesh or sanguine stew that's ordered fresh!
Hornets nest on top ya heads ... fa tryna test the Prophet's Hand...
"The Wrath of God" ... I'm lockin-in... to stomp ya squad in moccasins
Reeboks or Tims ... Givenchy lens to block the lids from aqua when
I'm washin kids in toxic spit like water out in Washington!!!
Got lots of chems inside the phlegm, I watched it drip inside of Flint's
Septic tanks ... I bet the bank ... they take a swig ... or go to swim ...
Their skin decays! No motorcades, I'm solo when I roam the States!
... Just load the K and roll a J ... I'm Rambo on a roided rage ...
Stallone don't age, except his face, inject a case of Activate's
Chromosomes or holy traits, my DNA may hold the way ...
For every race to elevate! Throw hella shade on every lame
I'm stealin shine and blowin flames, I kill the rhyme & go uncage
A homi•ci•dal Dizzy ... wait, we out fa Blood ... no Crips, no gangs ...
But still we bang cuz it's L.A.! But fuck the snakes that try'n lay
Inside the grass, got razor blades, and shattered glass ....
& shrapnel wit a jagged edge, u move an inch u faggots dead!
I'll hit ya chic then crack a egg right on her ass without a pan ...
This simple shit ... I'm goin HAM! You GMO ... you only SPAM!!!
U "fake as fuck" - a romance scam, but now u stuck in No Man's Land
Without ya tongue & ruptured head, a puncture lung, and broken legs
.................................................. ............................(Damn)