I got bith hands on the nine like a quarter to ten/
You could say i was a murderer cause i kill women and men./
Hoe you dont know what you done started/
after the rap your face will be on cans and milk cartons./
My lyrics go through your mental and have you devistated./ i have a gift for seein the future and truthfully you neva made it./
Lke cartoon drawins dis kid will get riped/
i'll make you a less of a person by choppin of your hips