Dawg it ain't no secret 'bout how its going down now once I put on the pressure
you just gunna be another nigga put on a stretcher
With a blanket over ya face, take ya to the morgue with the waste
'Cuz you was in the wrong place at the wrong time
So I gave it to you in ya chest
In ya throat, in ya head, in ya back, through ya vest, YES
Ain't a whole lot to braking a nigga down fast
They call me black 'cuz thats how I'm gon' be on that ass
Y'all pussy niggas think y'all sweet
But ain't a fuckin thing going down til I eat
So can I beef? You betta while you still got teeth
'Cuz you about to get knocked out, hopped out
On that ass with a blast that'll make ya shit drop out
Popped out, through a you know what
Cuz you know why, and you know my
Motherfuckin name up in this game
And bitch, you know I
Will never be crossed flippin, but on some east coast terms
New York niggas do, fuck the perms
Shits about to get real outta hand dog, betta get ya man dog
Rap shit comes second, I'ma show you what a robber do
Mention ice one more time and I'm robbin you
Tie you up for a week starvin you
Beatin the shit outta you everday, cuz yo, these niggas gotta pay
you all shit you aint got game you whack you lack da skills to hit me bak
thats it yo ya killed one more time theres ya lesson..im out
ding ding ding dinggg ive one every mutttha fukkin bout

'erb