[intro: rj payne]
Yeah! marc spano, what up? you already know what time it is! it's payne
[verse 1: rj payne]
Now i'm hopin' you can handle the way we scramble your brain
The whole world is tunin' in and i knew the channel would change
The modern-day rambo, i got the ammo, then bang
Lookin' fresh out the bando, it's marc spano with payne
Mixture of marlon brando and commando, insane
But i breathe on a track and it give your candle a flame, every sample insane
I know you see me workin', i'm somethin' like pee wee kirkland the way i ran through the game
Dissin' me, you get dismantled, then trampled and maimed
Your whole career could get cancelled for tryna dance in my lane
Let me answer them plain, when they ask me if i am a killer, i tell 'em i'm everything that cancer became
If you listen close enough, you can hear 'em chantin' my name
When you hear the haters talk, that's the stuff i can't entertain, i'm not a fan of you lames
You really want the beef, these bullets put you to sleep, they sound like ambient rain
[verse 2: planet asia]
Doin' my usual sniper for hire
Me and my confidants wildin', type to rhyme at your funeral
The world's most beautiful author and publisher
The punisher, this ain't the house you rappers should move into
My poltergeist poetry is known to confuse a few
There ain't a motherfucker on this earth that i'm losin' to
All i see is colors and numerals, fill the void and tailor-make the tux for the body that's suitable for the burial
I've been the nicest since frosted flakes, cap'n crunch, and honey nut cheerios
I'm in the booth with my boots loose, i burn out the bluetooth from droppin' science in stereo
Military-minded from land, water to aerial space
Now clear the lane for these aircraft carriers, rj payne, planet a, marc spano
This ain't the same old whack watered-down jangles
[verse 3: kxng crooked]
Niggas get rich and start dressin' like their auntie
Talkin' 'bout who wore it better, you or ashanti?
All i know is i'm harder than concrete
On my street, cops be cockin' a glock, let the eight off like a nazi
Bitches schemin' on you like a ponzi, killers on demon time but i'm godly
Doin' morning calisthenics on black coffee
A cali minute, popeye's pound of spinach get cats off me
And that's awfully bad for your health, murder shit if you mad, dawg
We burnt the bridge so you can't cross me, i'm that bossy
Homie, you don't know me, as a matter of fact, imagine that
I'll rat-a-tat and shatter your cadillac, i ain't mad at that
Spinnin' back to back in your habitat
So much blood, now your new era green bay packers cap is a maga hat
I don't know what you and y'all block on, i be out in stockholm with pac on
Give a bitch enough wood to knock on but me bein' a simp is what i'm not gon'
'cause she got another dick to hop on
If she say she don't she a damn liar and dash out
All she heard was "skrrt!" from flat tires that smashed out
Boyfriend trip, i'm in the sleeping bag by the campfire
That mean with this heat, i'm ready to crash out
Yeah! word to billy danze and lil' fame, we mash out