Yo ill take knife to ya neck,leave u in a fucked up wreck,
Nigga u cant text,One-on-one ull most likely end up on tha deck,
Prick if u bring a ruckus,Ull end up in a fuckin bucket,
U aint a "phat" "cat" Coz ur lines sound like a baseball-bat hittin a nigga "Wack",
Ill be on u like a house on fire-Smoke ya!,
Bitch ill hunt u down and merk u like we playin Qua-zar,
U got a knife?I got a muthafuckin razor,Sting u wid my lyrical tazer,
I socialize wid tha crew and tha gang,
Roll joints on tha street were i hang,
Got all my games in my hand,im cool
Got this game in my hand, be cool
Ill stop a bull , make a boi relax
Ill take teeth for the money and jaks
I make money from merkin' ppl on tha railway tracks
Come on ill face it , lets all face facts
You may be some handsome chaps
What's that , but I'm invisible to all
Foolish fakish cats , P-S-A will have some of that .