Snitch-named-bricks/ Quickly-fix ya grave/ Ya packed-in-buried/
With your bitch, cause it's strictly-business like halle berry/
Without your mobb-deep/ Along ya pants you lockin-the-pads/
Fuck this debate/ I snatch your 3-0's like robbin-weedman/
Face-down on the floor/ I cock the hammer back, shoot ya knees-fast/
Know ya flow old as dirt/ Who the fuck'll name they crew dreamcast/
Even prodigy & havoc look at you/ Like why the hell you lying-for/
Think-twice, before you sink-like/ Junkies caught trying-to-score/