Arsonal vs. Big T

Once again, I'm here, and another nigga stage On another nigga stage, up in another nigga face But you look ready to eat leftovers off another nigga plate So I'm a break t-bones, so now his life is at stake But T don't like the missed stakes That's why he hate the word "mistake" Meat in a freezer, still ain't thawed out This nigga try and fix plates He 'bout to shake, well, me, I eat well No Larenz Tate, should have got a full scholarship for theatre Cause I act out what my pen state Hold up, my attitude like Son of Sam, gun in hand Climb through you window like I'm Brother-Man, brother, man Leave you buried under Eminem’s crazy fuckin' fan He ain’t comprehend, think about it, now he under Stan What happened, T? You used to be the man, killin' 'em Bars was heavy but you got lighter over the years, Aunt Vivian You at the bottom of the totem pole, T the amphibian You fat, you black, you ugly, you dirty and feminine I cop a four, approach him, nigga try and lock the door I been robbin' niggas all day with a spree I'm try'na shop for more He showed me rabbit ears, not a penny to his name I was shocked for sure This fat nigga miles away wearin' leggings What the fuck do you need pockets for? You 'bout to catch a Big L, Big Pun When that rocket pull, it'll leave holes in a brick house That's a commodore That blicky, I keep it with me No biggie, you're gettin' shot for sure I ain't worried about gettin' caught They still ain't found the tool that popped Shakur My ratchet came in a "kiddie perm" kit Cause it was just for me Your bitch a thot, titties, head, other things I get for free I don't know the Wayans Brothers But when I grip Glock, I let that shit pop Bang, bang, bang, then holler, "Ye-tee-tee"