i aint gonna make ya wait, i'll move in fast for the kill/
i'll make it a quick death and let everybody watch ya bllod spill//
you think you all hard cause you from new york/
i wouldn't be surprised if your ass was the class dork//
i know you keep sayin shit bout off the dome/
but by the time i'm done wit ya, all yu'll feel is my chrome//
i dont think that you eva seen a gang/
you probably just a fag who stands ova his man and lets his nuts hang//
i know you got the fear of god in you/
but you should fear me cause i'll turn you blak and blue//
you aint neva heard of a kid that that stabs himself for fun/
but yu'll know me soon and the strength of my gun//
i got rhyme forever layin in the back of my head/
just one verse will make you go crazy and drop dead//
i aint really tryin to hate ona nigga/
but when i'm thru wit you, i'll gut ya ass in a cofee blenda//
so go ahead and spit ya lines/
cause i'll be here fukin ya mom jus to pass the time//

lol! thats jus str8 kiddin!