Retaliate

Catch a fractured head, when I left actresses dead
I ain't even a rapper, just a cannibal who ain't been captured yet
Callin' the coroner, you're stuffed in the pound, your buttons are failed
I'm focused when it's blood on the scale
Bitches suckin' face, blunt-laced phased but she stare
Ass worship like I'm Rob Kelly put on a chair
The town of the yanks, we yanksta, you glisten like Shanks
Triple your rank, kill any politician for a thousand Franks
I'm back in Ground Zero smellin' people
I'm back in the projеcts sellin' evil, I'm sellin' sеagulls
With Jungle Holocaust faggots sippin' Metamucil
Rip through your pupils, so putrid, catch me on Euclid

Outro:

- For the bastard to riot
- No! No!
- The fuckin' lines, I ain't go anywhere any lines, Jimmy!
- Just throw him over the molts!
- No! I'll get it, I'll get the money!