aight check it...yo

Da bag of Weed on da shelf is Empty, so I need to Smoke Sumthin/
U in my RANGE my gat gon give ya a harder BANG than Prison Fuckin/
Croz aint never Duckin, I take yo shit out like you Nuthin/
Dis Dude picked out da wrong fuckin guy, Cuz I just dont Lose/
Lyrics bendin ya over backwards like you da Bitch on a Gay Cruise/
Ur shit cant contest my flow, you aint got da Balls or Knowledge/
My TECH blow ya from here to VIRGINIA like Im Vick in College/
Stay wit my Russian Oozie when I deal wit dis Newbie/
Muthafucka yo shit aint been since '95 like a Pauly Shore Movie/
Pack mo heat than a fuckin Jacuzzi, Yo shellz dont Move Me/
I bring death to ya MIND all the TIME like da Grim Reaper/
Faggot got such PussyPhobia, he scared to watch Leave it to Beaver/