Hey hey hey, who wanna ride , who wanna thug, u ready to put ur life in it. I got flows to roll out. The mic gets hot when i grab it. The crowds scream when i blow it. Am so good, nobody competes with me cuz they know i always win. Grabbed 10 Grammy, dropped one for weak ass. Bring it on, bring it on people. This is a nuclear war, not even america can save yall. Gaza is on fire, who made it? Big modo made it.

, //Nairaland is bleeped up,
cuz am rapping this up like dippers,
, // usa or 9ja,neither land seen punchlines like shots offa snipper.
, // J.Kennedi style,murritalla style wit ya brian cells out.
, // lyrically,my flo gat u exterminated d same way The Game fell out.
, // No retreat no surrender,no pull outs,
, // E-ye boiz in ya hood,with guns pulled out.
, // call my guys vampires bc they love 2 see ya blood.
, // cut the A-ye's and let the rookies watch as we disgrace their lords.
, // u say u want beef,tell me what kind of meat.
, // we kill u,& use ya story to rap to dope beats
, // ya bitch is so ugly a beggar wont Bleep her.
, // even if she gat gold coins in between her thighs.
, // i hear ur moms a good rapper.
, // i hope she told u that my dick is her mic.
, // i spit hard core,so she comes 2me 4 mo hard core.
, // so she rodeo on my dick,like riders on x-game bick.
, // she sucks my dick like a creamy bar.
, // Bleep her 2hrs each nite,back seat of my camri car.
, // fake nigga,claiming gangster when ya key board is ya bodyguard.
, // soon i'ma get ya address and i'll be visiting u with my full squad.
, // ya lyrics is not comparable to mine,its like bringing a knive to a gun fight.
, // just like comparing the flight of an eagle to that of a kite.
, // this's no battle,it's sui-cide.Cause my crex aint ya shoe-size
free.Style to be continued, , ,