Back Wit Da Heat

[Jehst]
Try and violate, see how many spitters I annihilate
Get bunned like tinder on the fireplace
Sayonara, guys are fake like canned laughter
Situations get stickier than baclava
Black gloves and a balaclava
Type of palava that comes back like bad karma
Boomerang beef all up in your face like acne
When I'm on the track like an athlete
Spiked Nikes, transform like side swipe
Knocking out rappers like fight night higlights
With a little hindsight you'd have stayed clear
My dogs real ravenous and they can smell fear
Hell yeah, even with a ten strong crew still got the stench on you
I smell pussy like House Party
Smoke an ounce of the Bob Marley bud
Rugrats (?), I can't be touched
Like is catching, lights camera action
MacGyver type plan hatching
Pan's Labyrinth, B, you sound sacré-sweet
Barry Badbonez back with the heat

[Ramson Badbonez]
Back with the heat
Mind you don't get smacked in your teeth
We rattle MCs, flammable unhappy degrees
It happened to be, Badbonez deadly like steel swords
Real raw, actions put your head through a billboard
Instant replay, tie your legs in the relay
Fogging up the air like 1870's steam trains
So where's your people's when you need them?
What's the fucking reason to be humping on these divas like a fucking idiot?
We come to stabilise it like a tricycle
Non-definable, sodimize you with an icicle
I remind you all my direction's undedicable
Make the final call as you lick the dick and bite the balls
Bring mad magic like pulling rabbits from inside your hat
Who's the silent man with the iron glands?
Search and find me dirty grimey like a swamp rat
Flying through your little minor crew like Ong-Bak
Make you strain like professional weightlifters
Sacrifice your child like Reptilian shapeshifters
Big up Jehst on the other side of me
Fuck your people with the weak skills dying to MC