Deep Shit

[Ant Diddley Dog]
Inflicted with this sickness
I strolls around the town with my nuts dragging
Fuck lagging, I done heard enough braggin so nigga what’s happenin’
With this rappin shit, I think you should go back and get
Some mo’ partners or something for there be another unexplained accident
Backs get bent, attendance get sent to trauma centers
I hope you ate trick, cause you won’t make it to momma’s dinner
I’m the winner, and you the loser
Breaking the backbones of intruders, with the chrome freddy rugеr
Man it’s on
This crook in night, multiply my brain cells
Bitches say I’ve changеd but it’s just because I absorb game well
You can’t tell, I’m the Oakland soldier who pulls ghetto tactics
Out his hat like a rabbit, and strapped with full-metal jackets
No I ain’t catholic, I’m a bap this gat, all across your head and crack the back
Until your noodle spill (Now who the real fool to kill for the skrill?)
I do whatever it takes
Clever never mistakes, when I get a hold of you, I bet you, you’ll break
In half, like a hermaphrodite, rip you from your ass to your appetite
Just for tryin to grab the mic
Bad N Fluenz is the O’s hardest, flow hardest, regardless
Of what you come with, I’ll still riddle up your carcass
So heartless when I Bogard tricks
Trying to run up on our clique
You wanted to start some funk and like a blunt nigga I’m a spark this

(Chorus)
Homie you in deep shit, nigga it’s no secret
Let’s slip and slide into some motherfuckin G shit
Homie you in deep shit, nigga it’s no secret
Come get that ass to' off, broke off, poppin that weak shit

[Rappin Ron]
Brace yourself and take a breath
Rappin Ron is taking a rest
Sippin Cisco and smoking a joint, while I’m watching Faces of Death
Blazing the rest up in ditches, bustin bitches just for riches
I’m pimpin’ ‘em relentless, I got snitches jumpin fences
I meant this, I’m wise and nigga Ron’ll mutalize ya
Send you to God to brutalize ya, this goes deeper than a scoober diver
Who decides the punishment
Stumpin them and gunnin shit, serving shit
And leaving fools with permanent tourniquets
Learn from this shit, boy you’re just a niglet
Think you big shit, you ain’t did shit, you’ll get that wig split
Nigga dig this, never take rizzump, for a sqizzump
For I’m finna grab a shovel and play Dig Dug with big blood
Nigga what the fuck is he doin, nigga you is finna be ruined
Ain’t no equal or congruent to that crew called Bad N Fluenz
So you and your crew better be Swayze, you can’t fade me
Cause I’m hazy, off the bomb daily, they say maybe Rappin Ron crazy
.380 is shady, and nigga remember that we said it
And if you try to fade me he gonna be leaded or beheaded
Regret it, I’m giving a fuck and I’m willing to buck
And I’m rippin it up, and when I hit your set with this Tec
I bet that all y’all nigga’ll duck
I’m Rappin Ron and that’s Diddley Dog
So Get Down like Craig Mack or be Ready to Die like Biggie Smalls
It’s all the same, we the one with all the game to unclog your brain
Like Drano and erupt like a Volcano
Ain’t no nigga that can rhyme with us, and when it’s time to bust
You know Rappin Ron’ll buck nigga from dawn to dusk
And I’m a rush and knockin them niggas off of they feet quick
So bitch nigga you better have on your shit cause you in deep shit

(Chorus)
Homie you in deep shit, nigga it’s no secret
Let’s slip and slide into some motherfuckin G shit
Homie you in deep shit, nigga it’s no secret
Come get that ass to' off, broke off, poppin that weak shit

[Ant Diddley Dog]
Presto, Bad N Fluenz is deep from the East to West so
Protect your neck and chest before I steal yo life like a clepto (Oh no!)
It ain’t my fault you made your grave
You fucked up and got your motherfuckin throat cut with a razorblade
A bloody deep split, then throw you in a muddy deep ditch
You in deep shit, and the same razor I used to slice you
Is the one I cuts my D with, now it’s blood on the crack I cut
Run in the streets and start acting up
And if one of my true folks get into some funk best believe I backs them up
Grab the strap and bust at these busters who ain’t affiliated
My 9 mili hate it when these niggas be talkin shit thinkin they can really fade this
That talk’s fake, straight phonies and lies
Got more stripes than Tony the Tiger but ain’t shit but a Frosted Flake
You can only admire Bad N Fluenz if you bought the tape
And if you found the tape, fade this and play this and quit pounding that fake shit
You in some deep shit