Perspective - Upper Hand Aiyo I got the Upper Hand like Diana WestonAlways got one hand on my Smith & WessonY'all want rhymes? Then here's a quick lessonGot anti-rap medicine since I'm sick, I test 'emBut if rap was a wedding I'd be the best manFeel paranoid, never stick to the first impressionAnalyze my lyrics and get your brain paralyzedYou'd better stay away, cuz I spray parasitesI never lose, y'all get slayed in fair fightsTry get on my level, get afraid of the heightStill unchanged - I've stayed the same typeI'm deranged all I see is shades of red lightsWeed blazer, keep razors, sweep laser for funIgnore none, you're done, whore run - I store gunsMy word puns would even outdone four Pun'sYou want beef? Cunts I bring forty-four pounds...