holy shit! I though this would actually be some competition//1
but this nigga will be in submission, quicker than Iraqi mission.//2
yeah I was at burger king, but I won't flippin burgas//3
I was flippin the cook's ass, yo momma, damn it was murda//4
Ha Ha, yeah she let me cut, while still gettin fuked up da butt//5
Only way you get around is ridin on "dees nuts" bitch//6
10 feet underground, once was lost and you still not found//7
still trying to find yo mind after my right had yo head spinnin around and around//8
yeah we both 0-4,, but there's a difference between you and me//9
I had only battled top seeds, while stuck wit rookies.//10

You a small hood G, wit small a small ass vocabulary//11
ain't got no loot, yo pockets stay empty//12
You not a hustler, cuz you coucy bleeds//13
That time of the month, so ther's a knot in da panties//14
Stop wishin upon the stars, my skills superceed yours byfar//15
Got you screaming from my words, hot like tar//16
And once cools at the bottom of the river are.//17

Left you dazed from the beatin, so you never saw my exit
Now try to tha po-pos, you can't, you've got no descriptin