uptown downtown where u rep it really doesnt matter/
u wont be reppin nuthin when i open u up and rip out your blatter/

before i die i got two things in mind/
get some pussy and kill all of mankind/

i got yall in a fuckin panic/
yall lookin like yall kinda frantic/
my rhymes strait satanic/

do u fuckin know who u facen/
i'm tha realife throat slashin jason/

as u gasp desperately for breath/
i can smell fear now i see death/

i got tha guns in tha back/
fuck maken a track/
witch do u want tha 44 or tha mack/

sorry i didnt feel like throwin multis in their