fuck my foes ima "cut" your flows and expose you with the same mic,
then push your "wig back" so we can visualise your "bald face lies"/
whilst you stuck in the Brook. trying to cover it up ima erupt your insides like Volcanoes,
but still its like you impose an "old" johnny "cock-ran" you coudnt "Cum" up when even your "cane-rose"/
They know; you try to be G-Unit, im like Jiggas lips- everything i spit be "looking B.I.G.",
im fucking sick, i dont play hood games but il hang you up on Brooklyn "Bridge"/ (game-bridge)
walking thru this like a Crip on the West looking for trouble soon,
so if u dont want your ass kicked you gone have to come with "Double U"/(Westcoast - double u - W)
like u on "Holiday" in "the hood" ima shoot the "Gentleman" outta ur gangsta now u feel dis-graced,
and when this "Drop" you will feel the weight like Shaka Kahn pillow case/
im style disecting, split you like the light spectrum if you try stepping,
transvestite you "miss-lead" still a faggot your shit step in the other "d-errection"/
you need a hug, u shown no love, il give up some "TLC" best I
u best look up son u not "seeing "right"" that las line mean ima remove your "left eye"/