aiight. now that were all here..........

battlin me is like a vice and a sin/ you beta be ready to wipe the blood off ya face, like i did wit ma nut on ya moms chin//1

she begged me to call her back, but i said no/ if she gave birth to Audo, then i know shes a ho//2

speakin of hos, Audo you on my list/ nigga betta get the fuck back befor i bust his lip wit ma dick//3

tell ya dad hes also somewhere on there/ matter of fact so is ya whole family, but who cares//4

i tear up ya boys and rip you a new asshole/ but not wit ma dick, but wit da 9 on my tassle//5

i'll run in ya home like you jeff daumer and i'm the police/ cept that i'm the cannible and i'll have you ass my feast//6

so run home and go hide in ya corner wit ya thumb in ya mouth/ cause you suck for a livin and even on ya dad you go south//7

someone tell this kid that the games are over and he just lost his soul/ cause its wit me and i'm smokin the bitch right out of my bowl//8