First Blood

[Poet]What?ScrewballFirst BloodWhen I die bury meHang my balls from a cherry tree...Aiyyo, fuck everybody and everythingI'm puttin my balls on the table while you swingin ya ding-a-lingI'm here to take back whats mines, I sold dimesOn the block ?evading? the cops, opened outta town spotsMeanwhile, otha niggas slipped in through the back doorNow them niggas swear that they raps rawI'm not feelin 'em, my rap style killin 'emFrom the eighties to the milleniumAsk about Poet, niggas say "Yeah, I remember him"Black hoody, army pants, stay wearin TimberlandQB OT, regulate thoroughlyThe only one who represented heavenlyHad a whole borough ready to bury meYeah, you remember that, if you don't you was on Similac[Kyron]Now you trapped up in a cipher with wild wolves that need to eatI chew ya dogs up and spit out they white meat, sonI'm having visions of ya ending and its not sweetIt's gettin crucial, dead you and the niggas that produce youYeah its conflict with the ScrewConfined in the industry, but now I'm speacking to a fewIndividuals, now you fell I'm talking to youGo ahead, press the issue, I'm QB officialScrewball authorized spit anotha one to prove its organizedCheck the archives, we copped piesGot true street ties, ninety nine wise guysFeel for the state, hit 'em right between the eyes, what?Chorus: PoetNow its first blood, hurt thigs, burst slugsDirt thugs, Screwball the worst thugsFirst blood thirsty, what, coming to do y'allBlew y'all back to the wall, and gave it to y'allNow its first blood, hurt thigs, burst slugsDirt thugs, Screwball the worst thugsFirst blood thirsty, what, coming to do y'allBlew y'all back to the wall, and gave it to y'all[KL]Yo, hey yo, yoI told you don't fuck with me I got JediMind control with two nines with red eyeAiming at'cha ?chedda?Gettin off the bourbon rockin the turbinSwervin ??? eating cats in slow-moLike Higher Learning, feel a burningWorld turnin indeedSo one day they gonna have to hand it to me'Cuz I'm a legacyFlesh and bone chewin, livinWhen a nigga take my kindness for weakness aside givin[Hostyle]Hey yo, yoYo Screw, we got some drama to attend toWatch me bend you to a pretzel (Man, saayyzzz who?)Hostyle 'bout bless you, anger I ventilateWith a banger I penetrate deep in your flesh meatI'm foul with this, street analysisNeed to politic every twenty fourMore money, money moOne mans poison is anotha mans sweetnessStriking at ya weakness, knowin all your secretsChorus