When i see you i see wack cats rollin in packs
With a life i lead i can see you don't know how ta act
Wanna hate and call me a wigga cuz my skin aint black
I aint a wigga, you just mad cuz you can't rap
Thinkin you can, you must be on some acid or crack
Thinkin you next ta me, you must be trippin on some ecstacy
I spit my rhymes at you when you least expectin me
Even if you was a mirror you'd never be reflectin me
You like an insect ta me, thinkin you got game
I'll tear your ass out yo frame
You'll completely get yo' ass kicked
You'll wake up on the street but you'll be sleepin in ya casket
How long will it last man don't even ask, be first ta blast
Be like me and might be the first to see some cash
My rhymes hit ya from behind and give ya whip lash
I'm sick of you trick ass bitches always tryin ta get rabid
I've about had it, i'll get rid of you like a bad habbit
Have my rhymes wear you out like i do my old jackets
Anyone ever punchin me is like hittin a boulder with a tennis racket
