[Intro]
Aw, man
Shoutout to Lil Wayne for showin' all the love, man, that means the world to me
Uh, we about to slow down the flow so they can catch everything, baby (Hahaha)

[Verse 1]
It's Scru Fizzle
You n***as a joke and I'm too tickled
Who is you? Wouldn't blow if you came here with two missiles
New pistol, when it hit you, you'll think that Ryu kicked you
The magazine so long, when it's done, there's a new issue
Dudes bit you, they bite me so hard, make they tooth wiggle
Listen bums, you rug rats is my sons, Stu Pickles
Who fickle? My n***a, I stand on my two nickels
Get closer, you'll gеt put on a poster, you too little
Who dissed you? You know I can't stop him whеn dude gets you
You gon' talk to the eagle or llama like Dolittle
I'm the reaper, I appear through your speakers with two sickles
Make you cheeba, a strain of new reefer, oh now you lit, dude
You Shih Tzu, I'm a pitbull, I will sick you
Lift my leg and piss, now this is my house, bitch move
I'm grinnin' 'cause I keep on winnin', must be a glitch, dude
And if that got you sick, I hope you die from the bitch flu
Bitch, you hated on a n***a like a bitch do
Got 99 problems, but you ain't one, huh, Rick Rub'
You the type they find up in a lake with some brick shoes
Have the doc get him out the rivers like his kid hoops
Big dog, big pooch, big food bowl, n***a
Big huass, big Scru, big Cujo, n***a
That Scru dude gon' ho us, he always show up with new moves
But they don't see it 'til I put paws on 'em, Blue's Clues
Dance on 'em, Duke Deuce
Spit fire, moo shu
Mulan, you really a bitch but think you that dude, ooh
N***as foul, shoot two, big dog, Scoob Doo
Don't pass me or it's finna get nasty as Uncle Luke do
Dude, you can't handle my bars like BMX, n***a
And I been with my dogs for so long, I'm DMX, n***a
I see them stress, see, they vexed, because we the best, n***a
Mini K, they stay with the baby like Weezy F, n***a
Dog sick, don't bring me no rookie, I need a vet, n***a
All you'll see is smoke and some red, man, like Meth's n***a
[Interlude]
Hoo
Ooh-wee
Hold up, I ain't even done
Let me get it right, hold on
Okay, I'm ready, hahaha

[Verse 2]
Big choppa, tried to block with his hands, caught a stigmata
All ya dogs die and now we got them Michael Vick problems
I'ma slap the bitch out 'em, you gon' fall like this Autumn
See, doggy in his bag and I don't give a shit 'bout 'em, damn!

[Outro]
Damn, that was crazy
Shit, I-I know that was me, but I finna react to it like it wasn't even me
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Said, "Doggy in his bag and I don't give a shit 'bout 'em"? Damn!
Oh my god, the n***a nice! Hahaha
Shoutout to Lil Wayne, Weezy F Baby, man
Shoutout to Benny the Butcher
Face of Gawd coming soon
Aw, man, Face