eastsida seems like u chokin/
so looks like il have to start my flowin/
u piece of shit after this u gonna be blowin/for breath from fear of
ur death, thats showin/
i will never let u rest now that u started, the first piece of u il take is your heart kid/
and now that u made me flip ma lid/and gonna make ur face worse than it already is/
but am not to sure if thats possible uv already got a face like a five cent hoar/
speakin of hoars which is all u can get/i will state that u are meant to use ur dick/ someday u might remove the wrapper from it/
so now everyone knows eastsida aint shit/now its time for u to go and spit/
a blade in to every main artiory in ur wrists/
simply all u are is another victim of my hit list/