I just rentered this open room full of stop and go,
read some shit, some dude said you know? but nobody knows!
write some shit that flows and deliver fire til the whole crouds froze,
create a style that knowbody knows and shit on the industrie til they smell it through they nose.
create static like an attic, use an automatic to back it,
make sure no evidance can track it, dip in the cut count and stack it.
And fuck bitchz, not talking female,
I'm talkingsnitchz who off the rail ol' fuckin tattle tale.
skip the street, ocapella style, fuck a beat
say what you gotta say get it off yo chest, you belive in cardiac arrest
you bets
cause i'ma leave you to death, livin life with out breath
where is ya area at, scream and shout it aloud, ghetto ,broke as a joke, fuck the law and i'm proud
see me nation wide, skip through the loop with my stride, to many lawz to obbide, its to hard fuck livin i tried
bicthz iz rediculious, lick em like liquorish until they get tickelish then ball a fist full of pistol cilp, whistle shit til she get sick of it poop he in the back of the head call it pistol whipped.
ha ha laugh at them bitchz, i mastered them chickens,
buttering the piggins like a basket of biscuts.