You think ur dope, please dawg, that shits crazy
Cuz the temp here is like ya age.. both in the mid 80’s
tryna spit fire, please dawg, im in hells lair
Your verses just like ya income… well.. fair..
your outta ya prime cat, ya lame black bitch
you went over the hill in 99 and ya aint came back since
so you don’t think your old, well let me make it real clear
time has passed….away and your still here
I know old jokes are played, but watch me bring the pain
And when I said Ill spit something ya can lean off..
I didn’t mean a cane
im honest pussy, im not lyin to you bitch
but for real, i havnt seen a decent line from you since......
and any respect I might have had for you, is lost in hate
so if you catch me givin you daps, its right across ya face
Ya name carrys weight, but I don’t fear it, yo
Cuz if ya wanted Revanon to remain a legacy, shoulda quit years ago
That’s it bitch, and now im through wit ya geek
ya reputations up in the air, and im shootin the breeze
Oh yea, here’s a $100, just consider it a gift, please
Cuz I hate seein a man pay a net bill before his kids eat