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Cass… or should I call you Barry, nigga?

Your interviews get dumb and dumber; Lloyd and Harry nigga

Talking all this shit like you really trying to battle, nigga

You'll be face to face with death staring down a barrel, nigga

Barry Adrian Reese

Ar-Ab already said you don't ratchet play in the streets

Philly don't even love you so now you hating on me

You used to run the city and now you aggrivated with me

Let him be Hov, you can be Bleek

You will still see some money though everyday of the week

When the last you heard your record play in the street?

Your career died cause Swizz stop sending you beats

Disrespect my culture, I don't play the shit

If you don't mean it sincerely

Don't fix your mouth to say the shit

I got my own league, that's a paper flich

You give your songs

Just to see them faggot niggas play your shit

Cass, you ain't been hot since Hotel with Kelly

Who's the best in Philly: Dealy, Meek, or Omelly?

But where's Cass? I guess he still in the telly

Rico and Down Down that nigga still on his Nelly

You the only nigga feeling that you spit hard

Every single track with your 2006 bars

You industry niggas is so criss-cross

Hatin' on the battlers and we ain't even dissed ya'll

But you bout to be pissed off

We don't want you back

You cannot crossover; you ain't Chris Paul

Get your stupid ass smoked like a menthol

I'll knock your little ass out for getting involved

Philly nigga trying to get back in the ring, nigga

Got asassinated talking like the king, nigga

Go ask Reed Dollaz just what I mean

Or ask E-Ness if you ain't seen, nigga

Cassidy, why you gotta play with me?

You couldn't hang on a plantation during slavery

You washed up for real, not who you claim to be

You be the murder case but the pistol wasn't aimed at me

Just know I don't play with 'em

Bullets got no name, I got no aim, I let a stray hit him

Already the villian I'm chillin', I let him play victim

If a nigga cross me I creep up and let a K hit 'em

I'm a smooth criminal like Mike Jack

Like a creep go to sleep you take a nice nap

You went to deep I'm like God so how you like that

End up on a pool table naked trying to fight back

That don't mean nothing, your whole team bluffing

It's like I'm blind to the hatred, I don't see nothing

You could lose your life for the price of shaving a clean onion

My niggas'll strike for a price your life, it won't mean nothing

I be on some trying to keep my cool shit

I hate putting my hands on a nigga I was cool with

Tool hit, Ruge spit, every nigga with loose lips

It don't mean nothing if you really scared to do shit

My gun got diarrhea when it come to dumpin'

The metal to his legs, he try running, I'ma Forrest Gump him

Chop the nigga down; I'ma Norris Chuck him

Say fuck Cass in English while I'm drivin' in a foreign somethin'

Designer everything, you know nothing 'bout the shit

1200 for the shoes and can't even pronounce the shit

Do him dirty with the .30 cause I'm 'bout the shit

I do you bitches like Michael, I'm talking bout the Falcons' Vick(slowed down)

But my shooters got shooters, nigga get it straight

You running mean nothing

Unless you was trying to get in shape

Extendo on the 9, its .30 but I'ma give him eight

Other 22 running back; now that's a Emmet play

Hold on, damn, my money so long

Whip out on your bitch, I tell her naked with no clothes on

Hit the crack table cause I gotta get my roll on

Gucci, Louis, Fendi – so what fabric should I throw on?

Flyest nigga in the streets you know that I been a beast

Right after a molly drink a 5 hour energy

Bet you remember me for another century

A bitch equals a nut but your bitch get it out instantly

I'm gone, my sister swag is outta here

Goon to the max and I don't think I ever had a fear

Mind on Pluto way out of the stratosphere

Bitches burning niggas in Jersey; no Cleveland Cavaliers

Knick nack paddy wack, don't that nigga battle rap?

That's that nigga Arsonal, ain't Jersey his habitat

That nigga be killin' it, his bars be action packed

I'ma get this money riding out till the saddle crack

Cass, watch your mouth before you make a vet

Wanna see blood instead of doing this to chase a check

I do this in my sleep, don't even break a sweat

Feeling like why that car crash didn't break your neck

You be trying to wild Gangnam style trying to chase a check

I really live condom style; Magnum for the safest sex

And when I bust, I don't leave evidence

Cassidy, your name been irrelevant, I'm Arsonal!(Outro)

Talking that real fu-fu shit you been

On some real bullshit lately Cassidy

Acting like you ain't came from this shit, man

Talking like these battle rappers can't swap with the best

Well, jump your ass in the ring then!

The money there nigga, the names is there nigga

Come on, I triple dog dare you

That's how they used to say it back in the day right

I triple dog dare you nigga (hahahahaha!)

Arsonal, Jersey