look man if you wanna compete with crime/ youll need more than 6 lines/
but i wouldnt get outa line cuz i got bullets that spread like birdwings when they fly/i spit sharp like i got an ox in my mouth/ and the only thign im boxin in is the perimeter of ya house/ my crew is straight thick god wordz r ya bond/ my verbs are strong/ cuz its dangerous theatrics im sick/ cuz that chrome 45th will blaze ya 6/ i gotta semi- auto ar that bust rounds quick/
leave ya blood thick ont he streets from 3 dumped clips/cuz i could kill both you and your girl you wit a gun / but ya bitch id just fuck her way up in her cunt/ i have you stretched in a bodybag blood all over the streets/ ill have ya girl on her knees spitting my semen for weeks/ my words are discreet so you know i bring heat/ so if you step crroked i can set you straight/ ive pushed the weight/ u stay pushing the weight i can tell by your look in ya eyes you aint straight kid dont hate