rite man here a go
get yosel a drink so atleast summn will flow:

yo dawd this bitch cant even spit first/
hes to scared suckin' on moms tit to quench his thirst/
You can't hate me, even though you'd probably like too/
Your lifes through, when I pull this knife and slice you/
Drop you like high school, never play by the right rules/
smoke ma shit and yo might drool, but a spit in yo face/
I keep talking shit, but you still just sit in your place/
I'm bigger than race, just know you can't fuck with me/
Put some trust in me, when I say your life's a luxury/
hey bitch thanks for comin and showin effortlessly/
but hey come backstage n ill sign ur lp/
its bout the only shit a nigga like youll get/
'cept from a nine to yo head as a fukin threat/
dont feel bad nigga aint yo fault/
its mine for rackin up wit yo mom in ma high security vault/