ayo i got linkz wit Bin-laden so my gunz is long//
and its a two for one deal so it comes wit bombs//
n i'm not a proper nigga so i rip the tie's//
u b seein slowmotion when the slugz rip through ur eyes//
check my resume bitch it sais thug for hire//
walk in all nice but leave wit u on fire//
i spit dat hard shit that will break ur neck//
coppin more numbers than when nigga's call collect//
i kill u early so i can run home and watch u on the television//
put the nine to ur eyez so u can say u had tunnelvision//
the bullets will connect like ice and dub c//
the hole in ur head says where the slugs be//
i'll either blow this nigga up or lay this nigga out //
i'm boutto show these nigga's wut Madd styles is bout//
i'll make u dedicate ur life to the church//
stash ur mom in the boat,pops in the basement, and kids in the hurse//
my flow's is underground like hariet tubman //
chop u up and leave u in hariet's tub man//
my shit is on fire and my pants is hot//
i pull swords out of stones like sir lancelot//
ur girl might be gangsta but her manz is not//
i made a deal with saddam so expect to get shot//
when they talkin bout the best these nigga's mention me//
i cop more bricks than the motherfuckin penetentary//




i was ready to go more but the rules wont allow it sooooooooo...............