[tajai]      It gets no fatter   Add another crew to your favo-ritos   Yes we knows our shit is flavor   In battle, I rip it, and niggaz hectic after   I flipped the script like a dyslexic actor   You’re no factor   I got the type of skills that make you wanna quit   I might be ill and my mic it steals that old beyonder shit   I harm the shit, but see next this keen text   Be-ing ex-pelled from my diaphragm   I’m flyer, damn, would you grok it can’t you receive it   I bust like cleavage, rock shit, then I leave it   In shambles, cuz I can like campbell’s   A sample of tajai, is much more than average      [opio]      Yo, who the hell are you? you’re not me   I got me and three brothers that are cocky   To rock the, masses, whippin niggaz asses   At last it’s, appropriate to show that I can blast kids   I’m quick to stick a dick in skin   I’m figuring I hinder men, so let’s sin, and watch this nigga win   I’m making corpses, of course I score kids   I’m morbid, cause it makes me think of more shit to kick   Leave me alone, back the hell up hobbes   I never thought my son would ever try to beat up pops   I got a leather strap, for the fella that   Wanna tell the mack lies, I send em back with black eyes      Chorus: repeat 2x      Disseshowidoit, I do it, I do it   Disseshowido, disseshowido      [phesto]      I ain’t trippin, what I’m flipping’s on the contrary   To your weakness, retreat if you wanna restrain   From being beat, I freak lifting syllables   So kill the bullcrap, I’m arousing dousing drowning   When my sound swings, I found things   To bequeath, you’re beneath, you need relief, to be brief   I crushed ya, flushed ya, from the cypher   Cuz I sliced your life to pieces   In ruins, I screw in, skills like drills   So who and, what army can harm me?    Kill, the noise, my boys, never lack poise   But you wack toys get played as I slay      [a-plus]      My stick drives you crazy flip it backwards and it plays the   Satanic messages I guess it is my nature   To break your mental barriers to take your body over   Drove ya, off a cliff I got the gift to shapeshift   I encourage say nigga suicidal   The shit I write’ll, make you clutch a bible   I got the cali type styles, I wipe smiles   And smirks off of jerks cuz that weak shit don’t never work   Niggaz is wack as fuck your over   Get your life together, find some direction cluck nigga   I got the titanium steel verse, slicin through   With some shit that you’ll never ever do      Chorus      Disseshowedo   The studio, blew   Ninety-three and on   Disseshowedo   Youknowhati’msayin?