Fun even funner

I'm the gunner sub machine gun

it don't seem right that they don't get my theme right

they don't know me

so we move forward

more words & phrases

my style amazes

come into the scene with the means to rip shit

my brain's power packed with the proper equipment

so step

I come inta the area to bury ya

I compose the flows

makin' people merrier

never the less I sever the flesh

with a razor

reserve the major beef

I'ma slay ya, hey

you never came across a person like me

I never instigate

first come strike me

then I'll flip

and rip clothing, and I'm loathing

MCs who front like I don't know things

uh uh

check again

I get wreck again

on the down low

because you sound slow

retarded MCs get neglected

& check it

anytime I hafta show a foe

I'ma flex it

then I exit

with my records & my next shit

prepared, so be scared

I strike unexpected

I write rhymes in sections

testin' my slang

I bang MCs with these

& make 'em hang

dangle, what's ya angle?

When I strangle and choke

I hold Bennedicts by their throat

until they sing notes like a canary

fairy, or genies

we slipped out

they never seen me bust his face

I like bass when it hums

and that sums up my properties for the dum-dums

someone need to check him

deck him

slam him

and put him in the bushes

so 'shush' kids

no one needs to know

I'll proceed & go into

and then tell ya what I