R-Dot-Capone, change it to that “RED-DOT” I got aimed at-cha dome, X-“capone” out
your name while I’m making u “moan”, controllin yo “tone”, step up and get shot down wit-da “chrome”, I can shoot and not miss like MJ “in-da zone”

put “two-in-ya-chest” wit my “oozies-and-tecs”, takin time out my day to “merk newbies-and vets”, and
voters please be honest when u “choosin-da-best”, I killt dis clown seems he thought it was “cool-to-be-next”

unlike yo bitchass I aim for “perfection”, spewing verbal “injections”, worldwide... MCI comes to me for “connections”, u need “protection” like dicks-to-trojans, just a “suggestion”... put yo ryhmes on picket signs to burn’em while I’m “protestin”, R.I.P, your lyrics should be eternally “restin”

I aim to please so real G’s start to “clap-when-i’m-busin”, I’m strapped for days
wit weapons of “massive-destruction”, and u are as fearless as volcanoes thats “lackin-eruption”, and I got plans to rule wit long “lastin-corruption”, best thing for u to do is
shut your “trap-when-i’m-clutchin”

I think its time for yo ass to “retire”, read da date on RB card bitch its about to “expire”,
grab da extinguisher I think I’m on “fire”, and the sign in you office window reads that “DaCurse
has been “hired”