J3 Da Creepa feat. Chris Williams and Robe Lyrics
"Jennings Hannibal"

Listen, Jennings a cannibal, lyrically I'm an animal
Blows that ain't tangible, eat rappers like,
I open them up like can food, empty them out
, right back in the trash food
Yeah, nigga that's how I got,just begun
Every time I enter the booth, it turn to area 51
Who want some y'all want none
I go off like Jamaicans and shotters with the motherfucking shot gun
I spit the authentic, they spit fabrication
Kinda like when you and your main bitch love making
Brother let me demonstrate, let me set the record straight
The beats less for me, yes I make them beats,
,the people wanna mix tape, but they gotta wait
I'ma get to the top, no matter what it takes
Spit forever clear on the beat and let it ,
For your brain that is, yeah

, since like he was,
Damn he swell like,
Like damn, it's fixed and to blow up
I follow right behind so ,showing up
They say I rap different,
Expect more criticism ,
I don't hit him so hard, ,
Breaking a neck with the right and the left
Them I'm stepping the next, I'm leaving them,
Then I'm hitting them hard, that is one hit from death,
I'm taking them breaths away,that's how it goes

Jennings he a cannibal,
Never been a gangstar,me I stay away ,
,video I just, pac, biggy, spit it raw, ha.