king solo u aint my enemy,
ima toast to that one, sippin on dat hensi,
half des clowns say they dont remember me,
ima flow lighty so u can get a script of me,
my balls they never liftin see,
ima sic fuckin rapper,
destroyed many niggas that was stealin my wrapper, this shit is true dog, i aint feelin no laughter,
homies back me up like they livin my life after,
im done clappin des dogs ima hang em out to dry,
like my life has nothin to avide by,
unless its this lyrical talent can find my future,
ur lookin at the hottest MC, no i wont shoot ya,
but u got to figure how my shit spits out,
i dont wait 15 min for my rhymes to shout,
homie i bust back, wit 4 gats, i stay strapped,
i play like dat

U KNOW HOW WE DO