React Shun

[Verse One: Jakki] Yo, I'll kidnap your wife, smash it of course Spit game all week, let her go and watch her ask for divorce Be sure you rocking it holmes cause sho' nuff Ock I can put C-4 in erogenous zones and blow up spots Turn your mind to aluminum, plus your team If you sleep, I recycle your brain and crush your dream Jakki The Motomouth Supernatural rapping freak Orthopedic magicians couldn't pull of my magic feat/feet Got your CD like We be hype I don't give a damn like a greedy dyke salesman The most offensive to blurt vain shit Women get angry, all my girl's first name 'Bitch' Your slut perform well last night, she's made for the sack My dick was the crowd and I gave her the claps Don't give a shit, it's a shame A homeless chick come around me with a cup She'll suck dick for the change [Hook: Copywrite] Whatever she's saying, prolly none of it fact (Why?) Cause most chicken heads be running they yap [Verse Two: Copywrite] [?] orange horse hair buns Spilling rum on my Air Force Ones, greys I'ma retire to an Air Force One way No nicotine Only blow sticky green Call no bitch a queen Heart don't skip a beat Although it's on freeze Disagree? Pay the penalty plus your dental fees, you missing teeth Raise a Hennessy to my enemies hitting trees Get ya green with envy while I'm getting green With 20 16s and 24s I'll rip clean your honey's drawers That whore is a dick fiend who wanted more Jake raided my place, now I got a sentence to face Forgot to end the tape and she got a fetish for rape Claim the trife life and you verses me is like Tyson Beckford Getting in the ring with Mike Tyson See me coming out a store empty handed it sure means Police in Pakistan must of amputated my wrists [Hook] [Verse Three: Tame One] Got me special on the label like a bottle of Henny Independent as fuck, mentally ready for top 20 Get this money, Tame One is the game runner Blacked out, put a track out the same summer Didn't fall off, jumped off Landed on my feet and walked off Just to be different when some shit popped off Under my mattress, right next to the Glock I shot at your moms with Is the rhyme book I used to get signed to Eastern Conference Better than half y'all rhymers You know what time it is, it's obvious You sponsored by Punchliners Anonymous Weathermen veterans, amphetamines best friends F's on piss tests Nod like yes men Grinding like teeth in a coke binge Burn bridges at both ends Seperate fiends from dope friends Sick, psychosomatic, erratic, and bad habits Rip reality fabric in half, dump in a tablet