Saafir and Ras Kass Freestyle

[Saafir] Yeah, Junction Rider, ?El the Menace? Yaknowimsayin, in here wit my nigga Ras Kass Layin it down for TONY TOUCH, whatcha know This bout is out-match, you wanna rap, you just came out the snatch Put down your gat and let's play Russian Roulette wit the cadet cassette Nigga I'm a general in this, wit a gift to make your bitch Swallow my minerals and shit The soft-spoken, you wanna peep game, then drop tokens Niggas wit the half-ass flow get they wind broken Fuck around and get your heart molested Double-breasted wit tested If I had a nigga for every rhyme, I'd be buyin Time, if you had a nickel for every rhyme, you'd be buyin A sack to shake, I cas-ta-rate While you receive calls to retrieve balls You wanna be my dog, go fetch me a rep All I need is a slight lead, wit the handboarders My right wrist, the full clip, murder not manslaughter Command ? of six submarines spitters to sub-machinegun jitters Is all I'm feelin when I'm bustin, a baptism slidin darts You niggas is like bitches hidin farts And I'll be that man abusin your ass, now can you hide the marks? [Ras Kass] Tony Touch, 50 MC's uh You don't even wanna spar parts, spark the South Park sippin Remmy See every sixteen bars, I kill Kenny I kill any, I spill sin without regret Ras Kass got representation like stubble-neck to Gillette To Tibet, to baguett-tos, you gassed up rappers gotta follow my character Fuck philosophy (cut celebrities heads like scientology) Flip a nigga whole world upside-down Got em standed on they head while I piss in your nose till you drown I rock for Wops, Kikes, Micks, Moules, and Spics Redneck hicks, chicks wit dicks in porno flicks And that's just for kicks, my voice pitch louder than Steve Rif Screamin on niggas like Lil Fame and them The amatanium framin him, the way to do me Fuck police, fuck peace without war and fuck groupies Cuz these niggas is soft as drug sto' cotton I'm Sugar Daddy Rotten that'll leave your hemoglobin clottin I can knock and mic rockin, supreme mathematician It's the beginning of the end, like the Spanish Inquisition So group home, we already got weap-os Three-fifty niggas sportin products of reb-os Dumpin outta aqua ?river-os?, nada Fuck a Don Juan, I still love this rap bitch I be gettin head in the whip, and crash the shit Causin twelve car accident Get out and start bare-backin a nasty bitch Cuz I'm savage like cannibalism and pimp-smackin your bitch, what