I'll treat you like another planet and put you outta this world.
My shells gone make your blood drip like gel from rick james curl.
You try to guess what I'm gone say but my style to clever.
You claim that you king but you rank 76 like webber*
You better play your position, otherwise you'll be missing, found dead in the river now you sleepin with fishes.
No Problem with the scraps I'll let them get ate by pigeons.
Black serve niggaz with an open mouth like he work at a diner.
My lyrics just left you burning like your moms vagina.

*Chris Webber played for the kings now the 76er's.

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