Now When I Spit On U Nigga I Ain't Gonna Show U No Mercy,
U A Fag So That Explains Why Ya Ass Is Sweeter Then Hershey's//
U Should've Been The One To Spit First B,
Cause One Verse From Me Will Put U In The Back Of A Herse B//
But Just Cause Ya Status Is Online,
Don't Mean That You'll Rap You'll Get Scared And Won't Spit On Time//
Nigga Don't Get Outta Line Or I'll Pump Ya Face Up,
And Leave Blood Running Down Ya Face Like Makeup//
So Faggot Go Put On Ya Masscara,
I'm Known As Flash But U Can Call Me The Plague Of Black Terror//
So If U Want War I Can Dot Ya Fatigues,
And Leave Red Dots On U Like A Swat Teams In The Tree//
I'm Knocking Ya Bitch And Got Her Shaking Like Parkinsons Disease,
So With A Pistol On My Waist I'll Knock Ya Face In//
And Leave U Underground Like U Was Locked In A Basement,
U Ain't Got Shit For Me Dog Ya Soft In The Middle//
So I'll Leave My Nuts On Ya Girl Like Peanut Butter Briddle,
But U Think I'm Wack But Nigga I'm So Nice//
If U Need Proof Ask Ya Girl Cause Was Down Her Throat Like Smirnoff Ice
So Before U Step To Me U Better Think Twice//