It's been 4 years and still homies here hauntin

I thought I'd step forward cuz you know I like tauntin

The forums used to be full of clowns and villains

But there was a few of us who fucked with lyrical killin

From Ruff to Dmod to Tony and Phelon

Whispers and others that would smash your melon

We gathered up a big crowd, and ladies were chillin

Eatin chips n cookies while we stood up spittin

It's been a long time since I been apart

I gonna bring back the vibes that we felt at the start

I hope my words are dry wood, for you to spark

And better bring your own shit cuz we do it from the heart

Now my name is 3, but some of yall already know

Thought I'd be gone for life but I'm stuck on death row

So I pick the microphone and I've kicked a steady flow

Then I pass the shit around and next should kill it fa sho...

Not bad 316 pretty raw but imma show you what's up I am tough I get buck I dont need luck I straight fuck shit up now that's enough its time to go and get my flow just bring it back and have your brain leakin like its got a crack there's about 2 be blood all over ill dislocate you shoulder roll you in a ditch like a fuckin boulder you heard me? Imma bring the heat throw it under my feet ill get back 2 you later ha I gotta go 4 now

I appreciate your talent but it's clearly apparent

but you dont have what it takes to fuck with my carat

Now it aint a lot of chicks repin up in this game

And if my shit is raw then your shit is just lame

Dont get it twisted but you gettin in trouble

try to battle me I'll lay you flat on the double

See you aint on my level but I got to give you props

keep doing that you do and you'll join me at the top

In the meanwhile keep lurkin out in the yard

If it doesnt kill you then the shit will make ya hard

But not as hard as you cream when you hear my words thunder

Better be smarter than that or you'll be 6 feet under

Oh hell no you better retire that flow you dirty hoe its time to go

You can't handle my beats I bring the heat ill sweep you straight off yo feet

Cause today I'm hungry while I count my money I'm getting head on the couch that's fuckin comfy

Imma tear you apart this ain't rap this is art ill stab you in the chest call it a heart to heart

See I don't play games this dame is lame ill bring your ass to shame throw your head up and spike it down like a volleyball game

Hanako gonna be mad if you jizz on her sofa

Messin with 316 gets you meetin mr Hoffa

If you're hungry you're in luck cuz I got the sauce you want

You trying too damn hard to match the rhymes that I flaunt

That money to talk of, you're counting it for me

Tell dench to suck harder cuz the both of yous are phony

Call me Van Gogh bitch I shit a masterpiece

and if you wanna keep it up you will rest in peace

Now you wanna talk sports well it's also down my alley

I bounce the ball around your head like I played for Miami

You may think I wear bikinis and fumble in the sand

But I must be pro-league when dough tumble in my hand

You sound like Uncle Ted when he's had a few drinks

You just sucking on my ass cuz you wanna fuck like minx

Well you better get up early if you want a piece of this

Cuz if you catch on fire you wont get my piss!

oh god i have missed you girl... we need you around here...

haha nice 316 I got somethin for your ass keep thinkin I'm pussy

haha nice 316 I got somethin for your ass keep thinkin I'm pussy

ahh i miss my hoffa

Ha Alright alright ok let's go that's it 316 imma murder this shit ill show you how hardcore a motherfucker can get I can't lie your rhymes are sick but I spit slick shit

no I'm not playin around I be the hardest in town ill bust a motherfuckers lip and smash his face in the ground

Ill break your knee caps I swear it ill rip your face off and wear it I'm rawest in the fuckin game and you can't compare it

You'll see me walkin around and ill be dragging my gun just scarin motherfuckers just 2 watch em run

See I'm fucked up in the head ill play this game til I'm dead ill put you in a body bag and keep it quiet from feds

Forreal are you done yet my nigga? Should I start spittin it quicker keep it up the way your going your gon be my ditch digga

Ill fucking murder this ridiclicious stop fuckin talkin shit conspicuous Ill keep delivering these punchlines giving you the business kid

Now what tha fuck you gon do? should I rob, stab, or shoot ill leave that shit up to you cause homie just spit the flu cause I'm sickkkkkkkkkkk