Fuck Jay-Z, this is ignorant shit
My reason for livin is the reefer I'm hittin
Plus drinkin beer and sleepin with women
And somehow I always get to join them bitches
even if I'm the type to throw coins at strippers
You live in the past I ain't a sucker for love
I'm all about hittin that ass and bustin a nut
Ever since I heard Cube's "A bitch iz a bitch"
I've always considered that chick as a trick
Yeah that's how we do, gutter to the bone
talk slick now with a slug up in ya dome..
That's how we do.. step on or step off
If you choose the second decision your death's close
I spit that shit! like I measure that raw..
Every word, every lyric every session is hard
This is crack/cocaine.. smack in your veins
This is straight fire like I'm blastin the guage
Pass me that haze and I'm about to start..
clappin those thangs if you don't hand me that chain
You bout to take your fuckin last breath..
with a bullet in ya heart you meet a fast death
You're stealin the art... ringtone rappers
never catch our fingers snappin but our millies clappin
this is funky hunkey rap but no trailer trash
I stay in the hood ready to spray them gats
I'm high of that piff because life is a bitch
that's why you always see me lightin a spliff
Son, you never seen a rhyme as this sick..
never seen another dude as tight as this kid
The flow is marvelous - foes is targeted
and if you see a fight you know I started it whut?