im like 5-0 here to get all ya kids game inspected/
cuz if u like me then u kno major wackness detected/
u must be cursed~doomed to failure~infected/
as my rhymes disperse u get chills like Tupac was resurected/
walk the line! stand up strait! and look in the light please!/
fuked up mind, can't co-operate, so u die in da night breeze/
fukin unleash anger u in danger i pull triggers so eyes freeze/
dont stop until da neck broke, got ur punk ass ina death choke/
cough and gasp for air exactly y dey tell boys dont smoke/
but they dont kno air is more vailuable in the streets/
so act like lil john and jus stick tol makin beats/