check, im that nigga u dont wanna go a round wit, fuck around wit//
robbin niggaz daily on that get on tha ground shit//
come 2 tha Boggie Down and see how we get down//
im wearin tha crown in that bitch and ur talk is profound//
wonder where u was found, get ur sister i rape her//
dont u know tha best rapper's lyrics look like shit on tha paper//
fuck all that big word shit, dictionary, get words quick//
"shoot", "hit", "fall" if u get that bitch//
not a scratch on me, dog, u cant hurt Take//
on that scared 2 walk ur block so u cant work late//
thinkin im speakin a dream its as real as it seem//
as real as i write it, u tha one thats willin 2 bite it//
fuck ur gurl tha otha nite thats why u was alone in tha bed//
backshots, cum in her face, that bitch givin up head//
shoot at u, ambulance come, leave u wit no meds//
cause i "buck shots" at them like tha "back of a head"//


(CHORUS) 2X
u talk it i live it, dont be mad at my figure//
my TEKNEEKS is bigga and so is tha trigga//
had a hard time where im from growing up safe//
Boogie down where i be at nigga lets get it str8//


my rhymes be on a higher level im known 4 makin deals wit tha Devil//
get religious, Take still be a rebel//
u dont want trouble, shouldn't start it, Take hit regardless//
anywhere dont get carded,this muthafucka a star bitch//
u shud really want 2 be flowin wit him//
get dough in wit him, send me 2 Hell u going wit him//
but dont worry its all luv, textin in small slugs//
i speak tha truth so im reppin 4 all thugs//
type of nigga that'll run in ur house, kidnap ur Mommy//
rape her 4 times and u callin him grimey//
so lets get it on or i'll make a bigga song//
fuck it make a diary jus like that bitch Bridget Jones//
u run wit petty crooks, nickel and dime niggaz//
that buy nickels and dimes on tha street from my petty crooks//
u pull petty jooks, dont make me have u meet ur maker//
i already told u my tekneeks is greater// BITCH