I'm seein signs that say victims of the remix/
i'm Leaven lines nasty have'em sick an anemic/
tricky believe it, what he spit i dont believe it
ya verse look like it wanna be raped showin cleavage
no chance to redeem it wen i spit tha truth
leave ya face chipped like fab's tooth
u ripped out tha cab too
right thru tha window, even little kids can play u like nintendo
you dont want chuck im'a king on this boat/ feer the gators in my mote/ got u scared now and later but candy aint the werd fo da pistols i tote/ u herd da pop and saw da missles i wrote/ this dismissles sumthin u can
quote/ but u party wit tricks/ fake ass bitches who really have dicks and its tru, uz fags/ fag ass gangsta wit fake ass rags/ dont even kno what color u want/ i'll jus give you red like'a bleedin cunt cuz its that time'a da munt/ try'ta pull sum sly stunt, u my football i'll kick u in the hed as i punt