i see that hold pac and biggie thing got ya still shook
you from cali reppin ny. ya faker than 2 blind crooks.
you must be missin two towers like a broke kid a movie
you'll need more than a dictionary if you tryin to do me
you'll be postin till you 50 and be still 0 and million
lyin sayin ya spit fire corrupting ya children
you own homies don't feel ya do they even know you rap
you career was over vefore i started thats a wrap
i can use lyrics like heat seekers and send shots to frame
puertoricanelly is you for real you stealin somebody else name
is you makin ya own lyrics or suck his dick missouri boppers.
this a murda dial 911. but i'll even kill tha doctors.
aint no hope for over here cause the whole net in my corner
take yo nyc ass to back to califorfnia. too late they don't want ya.