Bitch you don't even know, the half about me/
I bring it straight to your chest, ask your staff about me//
I'm just a little bit older, plus a whole lot wiser/
I might advise ya, or I might pulverize ya//
I can visit any city, get respect in the street/
While you alone in your room, shook to death of the Reap.//
I'll take a second to speak, I keep my weapon in reach/
I ain't talkin romance but you'll get swept off your feet//
I keeps a ghetto chick, that loves to blast and she peddle shit/
Groupies fake moves, I get her to settle shit//
You can't compare to the status right here/
Legendary worldwide, we can battle right here//
Listen junior, I'ma tear back your wig/
This ain't TV but I'll show you what a "Fear Factor" is//
Stop grillin me, and all that frontin is killin me/
You leave me no choice but to hurt your feelings G//