Pesticides

[Verse 1: James SwanQo] Jim is a genius Peep my demeanor my swank be the cleanest I got a reason for steaming green and burning down Neiman's Hand-crafted from the shirt to the seam near the penis Italian tailor my style is rarer than faith in Jesus A bunch of atheists Who don't believe in speaking My higher power got fire power to shake the teachers Wake them up they dreaming Battle angels and demons You want a prophet you got it knowledge and powers reasons Check, the way I'm tearing it down without a question I'm burning paper on haters Illuminati give blessings Photo shoot the essence Try to see the reflection Double-sided my brothers riding like it's a western They see the visions in the profit Young 'staffa Mufasa I'd be lying if I ain't say I was poppin Yeah, I let you niggas fill the rest They scribble the gods words but end up failing the test, yes [Hook] Bucktown! Home of the original gun clappers (Repeat x8) [Verse 2: Skeemz] Here comes disaster North Korea I'm bout to blast ya Missiles whistle past ya, niggas turn into caspers, uh Nothing friendly just witness me with the envy Greet me with respect I reset ya memories Revert ya to embry-O Lyrical serial killer Manson- flow Ransom, no Kidnap my rap well you could have them I'm writing up some new shit caliber of a handgun I'm so ahead of my time I swear I never age Niggas thinking they set in stone while I'm setting flames Chill, I implore you write ya will Right now I'm writing it for ya Notoray and a lawyer Niggas gassed off molly More like Ringwald Won't make 16 candles, wrath I bring forth Stop, they saying I'm concrete The don speaks Beyond street it's earths crust you prom sweet