[Verse 1]
Up in this b*tch, a Roach tornado
Leave this beat wrecked like Joplin after somebody ate her
I choke a b*tch like anaphylactic shock
I can’t go hard cause of anaphylaxis, Not
Spend time with my girls in a meat locker
Cause I only like em cold, who wants a pus*y pop?
Bust out the nine like the texas seven
And like some indie rock I'll make a wussy drop
Roach in concert like the black plague spreading down your block
And you see it on the ten o' clock
[Verse 2]
My flows the sh*t, this beats a dog park
Eat people in hallmark they call me a card shark
A violent Wal-Mart, selling angel dust and guns
Come around and call out Roach, you’re f*cking done son
This b*tch comes around and asks to suck my di*k for me
I took her in the backseat and gave her a lobotomy
Brainless, nameless faceless wanderer
An evil demon, an on beat ponderer
[Verse 3]
sh*t, I’ll be on this beat all day long
In the meantime I’ll f*ck it with chainsaw
Let he with the most sin cast the first stone
Listen up to roach’s flow, a verbal metronome
A virtual epitome of everything wrong in the world
Check her f*cking phone for roach blowing up your ho
Quit playing your no friend of me
You f*cking pus*y b*tch you f*cking enemy
I’m bumping tyler in my car, you’re bumping bruno
And when you hear sixteen shots at your door, look out for two more