yo im sick of these bitches / nigga my flows will cause twitches / your whole crew is sick / yall think you ballers but u more limp dick / stop talkin shit bitch be fore u get cought in the crossfire/ be gone **poof** like a magic trick50 cent lil kims magic stik / you talk shit till u got/my gun to yo chest / yo fuck wit me your crew will be layed to rest / im done with dis shit / itz time for a new world order street school rules/i now own this shit therefore u my bitch / oh you think what you hear aint bout you nigga / ima start namin names chrit /ima be most hated by these haTERZ / / oh wait did i cross the line nigga you think u have shit on me / yeah im fat, i dont got a gurl, my ride aint clean/my grades aint the greatest grades u eva seen / nigga just calm your happy ass down and bow on one knee/reprsent eastide 2 tha fullest down 4 my bullets/u reprsent yo momz puusy \ when niggas lus and she suck wen we bust/ you look more gay then elton jon when he was fuckin billy joe damn u a hoe/yo dogg you and your crew think u dress to impress / get cought in the wrong hood youll find your self undressed / in this site all they do, is fuckin bitch and chew / but in the end their souls withdrew / still ill have niggaz screamin pewwwwwwwww// Bitch if you died, wouldn't buy you life / ill cut you wit my knife / wouldnt piss on fire to put u out/ yo im out my words bout to catch a drout