Intentions of the Real (feat. King Killumbia)

You ah bitch always talkin' shit Never buss a grip Think you lethal, but ya Bizkit Limp Want war? better come equipped Rappin' bout a zip, you ain't made a flip Tell da truth Pat, you ain't got a crib You ain't ever owned a whip You a snitch, call da jake with a tip Take a trip down 55 where you live Automatic loaded clip, wait for you to slip Hit ya rib, watch you drip So much blood leave you cripped Oh you big oh you bad? You still a bitch to me Your biggest song was history Oh wait... that shit was me You ah big mouth yapper, Reverbnation rapper Talkin' all that gangsta shit on tracks, You an actor One day in the trap, prolly get you clapped Used to be fat Pat, now you cracked Used to rap, now needles only time you make a track Bitch you wack, time to face the facts I run the Cak, you compact Thats why you beat on women F*ck numbers I run 'em up You older than me but I'll son you up You da rap game Sherman Clump No Buddy Love you gettin stomped You walkin' dead thats what I said You skinny bo, eat yo cornball Bigger than you get some meat on you Before I treat you like Wanda and beat on you You ah bitch always talkin' shit Never buss a grip Think you lethal, but ya Bizkit Limp Want war? better come equipped Rappin' bout a zip, you ain't made a flip Tell da truth Pat, you ain't got a crib You ain't ever owned a whip You a snitch, call da jake with a tip Take a trip down 55 where you live Automatic loaded clip, wait for you to slip Hit ya rib, watch you drip So much blood leave you cripped F*ck a little Redbank F*ck a little Bang Bang I run up and do shit myself That's what I call Gang Gang Them pussies I don't give a f*ck about em You kissed Sue's lips with my kids runnin' out em Named from a small town no one knows about ya Make you bleed for 7 days I'll beat the bitch up put ya like oouuuu Don't f*ck with the Kidd Cuz I'll f*ck ya bitch and send her right back Bitch you ain't bossin not in ya mamas backyard in a shack You don't got no cars You sold all your guns to go and buy crack Wanna speak on my name Let me talk bout that Caught a CDV just for beatin' up the pussy Tryna catch me on a list but ya better keep lookin' Only thing that you got is a pic of me in bookin' With a 100 thousand dollar bond comin off of juggin Caught a CDV just for beatin up the pussy Tryna catch me on a list but ya better keep lookin' Only thing that you got is a pic of me in bookin' With a 100 thousand dollar bond comin off of juggin' You ah bitch always talkin' shit Never buss a grip Think you lethal, but ya Bizkit Limp Want war? better come equipped Rappin' bout a zip, you ain't made a flip Tell da truth Pat, you ain't got a crib You ain't ever owned a whip You a snitch, call da jake with a tip Take a trip down 55 where you live Automatic loaded clip, wait for you to slip Hit ya rib, watch you drip So much blood leave you cripped