Yo speed racer 97' burgundy Blazer
Wanted for burglary had ta ditch the mercury tracer//
I'm on some low ish
I'm fed up wit the being broke ish//
I'm not to joke wit
Bitch I don't sell crack! I smoke it//
My brains dusted; I'm disgusted at all my habits
Too many asprin tablets and empty medicine cabinets//
Loosing battles to wack rappers cause im always too blunted
Walkin up in the cypher smokin, talkin like, "Who want it?"//
Thug and crook; every drug in the book, I've done it
My 9's at your frame, is that your chain? Run it!//
Who wants to die of an overdose of excessive flavor?
Aggressive nature got me stickin' you for your Progressive pager//
Spectacular, battle rap manufacturer
Stole your moms Acura, wrecked it, then sold it back to her//
The doctors you'll need after our battle are known as psychiatrics
Ill tell the nurses to hold a bed for you, and Ima make sure you come back for it//
So barricade your infants, put up some extra fences
A woman beater, wanted for repeated sex offenses//
..Take em on long vacation trips
Kidnappin em and trappin em in abusive relationships
Mess up your face and lips
Slit your stomach and watch your gut split
Gut you wit that razor that I use to shave my nuts wit
Mama don't you cry, your son's too far gone
I'm so high, I don't even know what label I'm on
I'm messed up, feelin' like an over worked plumber
I'm sick of the crap, what's Dr. Kevorkian's phone number?