To Hiti
I understand that this is a freestyle, no need for me to go wild/
No need for me to smoke yah like a Black N' Mild/
No need for me to chop yah like an axe with logs/
No need for your boys to scream like wayne goin "I MISS MY DAWGS"/
Aint no need for me to feed da clip, wit dem hallow tips/
Cuz I got luv fo you homie, Ion wanna bruise your lips/
Ion wanna flip dawg, cuz you screamin "Spray-Us"/
And if you know E-Squad, You know they badder than San-Andreas/
Yeh...
But, I take that joke bout the Mickey Mouse Show/
But it's better den spittin rhymes for the Telletubbies yah know?/
And Yeah you was in Jersy now you in VA, so whats on your mind?/
You know you can't really speak when you behind enemy lines/
You know you can't say what you want, Church Hill will split yah spine/
You know you can't diss Third Ward, or we'll mark your signs/
You know you can't come cross the Colonial Pines,/
or we'll have you loose your arm and charge you with a "lost and found" fine/
Now Listen up, they dont call me ice for nuttin/
You got a ounce to a pound, call and we can trade suttin/
Till then, dont confront, stay on high alert/
And bring yah backup, don't be afraid to call Ernie and Bert/
[to dask and O.P.]
Ok... its on
Lemme tell you now boy you better watch what you think/
Tell me what blood you ever seen don't shed red but shows pink?/
Talkin all dat squad shyt and you aint toatin no triggas/
And im Dissin yo' ass right in front of yo' n****az/
I'll have Halin Park Murder Yah/
Lay you in a carryah/
You on a ESF Board dawg, Gimme one reason to be scared of yah/
What, You gone knock on my door with the Z-Force or somethin?/
Or duplicate some robots and make my house scourche or somethin?/
Get real boys and respect the Don/
Or I'll reinact 1945 and drop an atomic bomb/
And don't cry to mom, I even got her to back me/
Because Ice is more Terrorizing then Osama, Saddam, And the Iraqis/
Oh yeah, O.P. what is you talkin about/
Don't make me call Megatron and the squad to take you out/
You aint ready for bouts, you aint fully equipped/
So don't come unless you want your legs seperated from your hips/
Dump your body from the ships, leave a scavenger hunt for the cops/
Cuz dask and o.p. is like Q-Tip, Yall breathe then stop!/