Rambo runs threw little motherfuckers like this fruity nigga/
Bend over get that motherfuckin tech in ya botty nigga//
Tha T in ya name stand for Transvestite/
So much pain in ya brain you get no rest at nite//
Test me and you gon meet my best friend/
And then his good friends leave marks in ya dirty rear end//
Im accepted cause im known like tha nigga wit a crome/
Blast 3 fuckin bullets leave holes in ya fuckin dome//
I swear you lucky cause you luck like doe/
But tha words that you say suck like hoe//