2 many lames on rap verse I call em' internet thugs
Readin my flows addictive--its an internet drug
I aint a bitch nigga-I only say what I mean
And u can process my words thru ur cp screen
I dont give a fuck where u from-enjoy da end of da earth
And take ur wack rhymes with ya nigga for what its worth
When its all said and done I bet you'll follow my trends
If not-i'll just cut u off like my hairs split ends
U a bitch-snitch ur niggas out and talk 2 da feds
So I'll put shells n ur head like Jamaicans with da dreads
I'll send u 2 da South Side but u aint going with Lloyd
U and ur crew can die 2nite so you'll go with ur boyz
I re-fuse to lose my hearts stone cold like Steve Austin
This rap da playoffs u can go home early like Boston
All da voters will say Im hot and you'll know its da truth
My rhymes a felony da judge gave me life in da booth

Holla at cha boi

They call me G-H-E-T-T-O