[Verse 1 Cee Magic] Smashing a track to a thousand pieces Bashing you cats til youre out of reasons To rap with the raps that your mouth is leaking Cause you have to be mad if you doubt my thesis I got to go off when Im ripping through syllables Thoughts that you thought are so simple its pitiful Watching you flop cause your shit is expendable Off at the top cause Im twisted and binging bro Yeah When I snort a bump, Im sure to be fucked Like we torched a blunt, Im hoarding a bunch In my pores and such, and Im sorry Im rough Like a sword and cuts, give Maury a buzz Cause Im sunning you bastards Spit it as sick as a couple of rat turds Living as if Ive been puffing on mad herb Chilling and writing are just things Ive mastered
sunning, binging, hoarding, expendable, torched