The fuckin illest around in Singapore
Lyrics
sickness will come my pinky's enough to be ripping this cunt
ima axe(ex) you like a bitch that i dumped
having fun yet? why you targeting a vet
crawl off the stage to the sound of a gun clap
check it yo ima fashion the lines that is hacking your mind
you top of the list when it comes to peeps
who are always wack with their rhymes, talk about blasting with nines?
drew it conclusions stating you useless
you aint a fake gangster you a fake rapper
trapped in this fire, god has condemned ya
stop with your plans to advance if you testing the best
then this session will end with a mess from ya chest
state where you dying, high when i'm fighting this bitch
armed with a pen(pan) so i'm frying this fish
speaking of which yeah my spitting is hotter
aint having flow, looking like a fish out of water
Fraze did it first, I break ya too
like you starring in sequels of Deja Vu
raps blast face the best what you gonna do?
aint having to act to convince peeps of the fact bitch you a fool
hailing the best i won't break with the frailest attacks
studied my style but you failed with an 'F'
check it you wack kid you shit but you think your raps hit?
have to admit that I'm sick when I'm stabbing ya bitch with my dick
now you get beat down come with the heat now
how do you write and still lose to a freestyle?
shits amazing how you claiming that ya tight
pirahna gets threatened, natural weapon gets flashed and he bites
