aight

sorry dawg no beef wit you but straight up fuck-a-blood\\
im frum Killafornia where that shit started queenz at where it be at, cuz\\
not my verse onpener but i had to say dawg no hate tho

aight let get this shit started, your ryhmez stank like you ryhme out ya ass and farted\\
battlin' me shows that you wuz listening ta blk eyed peas and "got retarded"\\
nigga i stay a crime boss, you like gun play? then lets play clip toss\\
i honestly understand ya name you little clown runnin around wit make- up on just like a dame\\
you stupid for battlin me you think this game? then its officially over\\
tha mac will "flip" you "lil" ass, leave you red like rover\\
this kid loves to watch men bend over, if sum1 sayd my name wen you a sleep you would pop up like toast from a toaster\\
i do need a weapon, shit i'll beat yo ass wit tha holster,\\

~watch for tha closer~
you like a blunt around a herb you gon get smoked, yo ass is better off at tha circus tellin jokes\\