I rep from the streets of N.Y.C/
You haters could keep hating just cause you wanna be like me/
but keep wishing hoes/
cause i spit expicit flows/
my rhymes so hot makes girl take off there clothes/
And keep your sunglasses on when you roll by me/
Cause i got so much ice u might not be able to see/
and I rock cars from ferraries to fords/
i run through your house with guns like extension cords/
and my bullets are like my words leaving you in medical wards/
This is over there aint no coming back/
This nigga lives his life addicted to crack/
so i'm going to end it leave him bloody or worse/
in 10 years from now i'm going to be the cover of the source/
but this is done i'm the 13 year old prodigy/
Merking niggas like this till there scared of me/