Im here now...no need to cry no more/
I aint goin nowhere...just stepped my foot in the door/
a rookie at this rap game...not a seasoned vet/
but an expert in the bed game...makin ur girl wet/
get rid of ur weak shit...no ones buyin what u sell/
u faggot ass cunt...I thought that was pussy I smell/
u wreak of it...playa ur a big hairy twat/
run up on you wit my team as if it was S.W.A.T./
But we aint got snipers...we just got regular glocks/
don’t fuck with us playa...we from the school of hard knocks/
ill pop u nine times as if ur name was curtis jackson/
look at u...shoot another three like that white boy john paxson/
U know my dawg from the bulls....a poor mans steve kerr/
like nelly got u sweatin sayin its “hot in herre”/
but u more like Chingy...a wannabe Lunatic/
u speak softly..but im the one carryin the big stick/
a louisville slugger...but I aint gotta fill it wit cork/
swingin with enough power to make a Jew eat pork/
I put the fear of God in you...praise the lord above/
it may sound like like im violent...but im full of love/
at least for ur bitch playa...but really who doesnt/
that Kim type bitch would even give brain to her cousin/
now don’t critique my style...cause I don’t come hard and fast/
I’ve calmed down my flow...cause of shit from my past/
that drove me crazy...Im tryin not to remember/
but at least its summer...I wont see that bitch till September/
there I go again playa...gettin off track/
hey..whered u go faggot...stop runnin...come back!/