Ay-yo, listen up you punk mutha fucker you's about to get hurt // you's about to getcha your shit burnt //
I'ma about to snap //
you's about to hear them things clap //
I'm fixin to show you what the heat u'll do //
a respirator is whatcha you'll be breathen through //
I gotta semi that'll leave you chestless //
to many shots to your chest u'll leave you breathless //
I'ma have your lungs collapsed where you can't get no air circulaten //
son I spit so damn nasty I got niggaz in caskets shaken //
I'm bound to put slugs through ya chest //
I'll put so many in ya I'll have your organs fallen out and have you spitin up the rest //
niggaz like you are the one's who get it when they come through //
you's about to getcha fucken brains blown out with an 32 //
if I spit atcha you, I make sure theirs nothin left //
boy I'll blow an hole in ya chest //
damn blew ya lungs into your hands, now your holdin on to your last breath.

i think i went ova tha line limit