ayo, they called me tha insane the time I first came throuh/
now they name me "the kid who'll bust and put it through you"/
I'm commin off hard, like ya dick in a lil' girls back yard/
u sittin starin thro the window hopin ya see a nipple/
u fuckin pedifile, now u goin thro denile, sayin they ain't nuttin wrong wit it if itz ur baby momma's child/
I'm a mutha fuckin Islami, tougher than imported salomi, u call urself the truest? than come on and try ta bomb on me/
u sadam and I'm the fuckin US army, ya punk-ass dun even alarm me, so take it back to where bin laden be/
I dun even have to bust a rhyme and u'd still drop, I could dance around and sing and act like I'm doin pop, and u'd still go runnin fo a cop/
u'd call for national security, cause my rhymez so hot they endanger every community/
u try ta cool me down and I'ma bring it like a fuckin scrutiny/
and u dun even understand the wordz that I'm spittin, I got ya messed up now u won't even know it when I'm hittin/
splittin, dishin fists and ammunition, GET THE FUCK BACK IN POSITION!/
nobody said u can try wishin, the lord's hearin all ya prayers but in response he's dismissin'/
itz a shame cuz ya mamma'll cry when u reported missin, but they'll find out u was just fishin (YA BODY'S IN THA LAKE!!)
now ur whole family's lives are at stake, cuz u made a big mistake/
askin for a chance to state that u think u got a mate, wit this rap shit/
nigga I'll make u backflip as the gatz spit, u runnin so hard old men sayin "damn, that bitch is quick"/
i'll let u know rite now, my style u'll never flip, I'm representin' the illest clique and my love will never slip/
dun even try to drop a line, cuz I'll come back and eat it up quick/
Regergutate in ya momma's mouth, she'll say "tastes like tha truests' tiny dick!"/
drop ya linez and try ta spit...