sometimes I rhyme slow..sometimes I rhyme fast//
..some need ta take time use their mind and get ahead of tha class//
register fast..an advance wit books//
talkin bout invisible stash...you aint gangster..you glance and get shook//
piss ur pants in front of a crook...u scared ta death//
so beware of what u rep....cuz we throwin flags down like a football ref..//
so gang signs mean nuffin ...yall dont know real//
no heat from those fake nines u busttin....thats why they call me ColdSteeL//(niggaz shootin blanks..)