smokin dro dats how i roll mos foo's it's 2 n 4's im out da door/
like snoop ''I DONT LOVE THE HOES'/ my minds walks on it's own
in looks like im headin fo the thrown/fo sale but not buy owner
dat means da champ is a loner stiff like a bonner n uptight like
a dead rappa/watch me clap back quike ice pick i see it death
i can reach it new ways i can teach it/wit no time to waist
i watch yo eyes get glued to me like paper n paste lets not
do dat n say we did/cause my rymes are like ea sports all
in da game/ pay attenchin to my main frame not my middle name/
ignore da beef or let ir speak upon yo knee's/higha power less stress
colaspes in one breath mus be deth/why u look upset in dat prom dress/
i jus keep walkin on till ya start seein me spit da C.R.I.P. song then i got yo
ass doin da E WALK tryin to win shit like the SEAHAWKS you lost/can ya feel
my vibes runnin around yo town like native indian tribes>im on a quest/n wit a question like is dis my best naw im jus warmin up ~1~love