ya rhymes dont cut it...tryn to stab wit a dull knife
i live rugged, but fuck it its my life,im just thuggin
ya buggin...think ya words can hurt me
i know ya name aint james, cuz ya sho' not WORTHY
feel my reign as i disperse these, verses they flame
im a curse to the game just rememba the name
PROSPECT,i know ya ass weak and you aint even dropped yet,
ya name slob k, why is that, cuz you slob the knob
than get pounded from the back,ima phenomenon
n dog ya wack im droppin bombs much like sadaam in fact
ya flow like fuckin wit two condoms on, no feelin that
and if you dont feel me,well feel my gat cuz i bust freely
no matter where im at