I Guess This Kid Got Afraid//
I Know My Rhymes Would Blow Him Up Like Sum Type Of A Gernade//
Butt Somebody Sholda Told This Nigga//
When I Spit My Rhymes They Will Would Fold This Nigga//
I Hate To Have To Do It But My Bullets Will Unload On U Nigga//
Dislocating Ya Head From Ya Shoulder Nigga//
And I Know U Don't Wanna Show Up Nigga//
Cuz My Rhymes Got U Shakin And Shivering Nigga//