gangsta gangsta you dirty wanne be me
from block to block you bitch can't beat me
i'm just a smoker wit or without tha blunts
don't fuck wit tha exter its like playin wit guns
hold up they don't got my out of a character
so just let me explain why you're really upset
cause your concerts are like my afterset

I understand why you're sayin 20 lines at most
cuz the more i'm sayin how more you're lookin like a ghost
look at you just like your death, white and cold
i can only hear you're livin by the beepin of your heart
do you now understand why freestyling against me and that smart

you're just a stuppid wannabe player
you're a one day fly and i'm a stayer
later when i'm famous i will give you mah cd
and because ya ain't no money yes you get it fo'free