... And I'm Batting 1.000 (Pete Rose Would Bet On Me)

I don't give a motherfuck about the fuckin jigs
Wanna run your mouth you'll end up in the fuckin sticks
Grab a shovel, dig
Remove every limb
The last thing you saw was the bottom of my timb
Tie you motherfuckers and beat you with a bat
Tryna cave your your face in now you lookin kinda flat
Swinging like I'm in the league is where the fuck I'm at
Tryna bring it back, bring it back to the top of the map
We can knuckle up if you really wanted to
Hit em with the combo meet the bottom of my boot
Chew em' up, spit em' out, shoot em' with the deuce
The Goose or the blues?
I don't gotta choose
Genocidal Geno yeah I come to bring the pain
Suicidal devil psycho schizo with the caine
Pussy boy you better stay up in your fuckin lane
Rearrange your face
Never be the same

Don't bother put your hands up then shit will never end
Talking all that hot shit pussy boy you shouldn't have been
Got you licking all your wounds that shit will never mend
Cops and the feds
Never apprehend
Ducking while I'm buckin now I emptied out the clip
Empty out the 'nana on both hammers then I dip
Straight up out the guttah with the buttah stacking chips
Fuckin on your bitch
Head up in the whip
All you pussy motherfuckers ain't about a thang
I'm the general, the one who got you puppets on a string
The devil with the air max better kneel before your king
Everybody and their mother kiss up on the ring
20 miligrams of xans got me running in amok
Who the fuck are you to judge? Just tryna get a buck
Hallelujah Russian roulette wanna test your luck?
Play it with myself nigga I dont give a fuck