iight im checkin in fogot about that shit....

im given u no props, given u 100 percent disrespect//
ill take shots, bullets from my tech get stuck in ya neck//
ill sqeeze 5 in ya jersey//
so ull be looken like Jason Kidd from New Jersey//
Look at the Postion ya in, It’s like you Fort is empty//
u do More than Tempt me, ammo? Of course theres Plenty//
I’m Vicous I close sets, ambitious to Hold Tec’s//
Kill u Overnight you’ll be sleepin wit fishes like Ko-tex//
In da street, Discreet I dispose threats, I beat ya whole bet//
How u drop a Duece expectin to deafeat my Whole Deck//
Fuck u bru, Make ya Best Decsend, Let em Rest wit Ten//
Ya Breath’ll End, I Leave Backs Wet Like u be Mexican//