im about tp piss on the brooke aint your momma tell u not to listen to crooks
cut off yo legs and your next song be about how u missin a foot
torch yo face then put out the fire with forks bearing hooks/Blaring raps on contact that make yo fukin lungs collapse/How u da 1 when u comin in last/
Shistee how NERVEZ gets shit so Hifee/leave at the bottom of da bay sightseein/So u hard?Punk ass probably was raised in a barn/Suckin off sheep
like he Babe on the farm/Bitches like u treat da mic like a dik n try 2 blow it/
So i put u on your fukin knees and make you smile like a donut/I was born up in some contraversy and u is a nobody/catch u actin how the Nervez b,while i put slugs thru yo body,ricocheeting bullets rip holes in your spine/put the mic boy respect my mind/